Jun 2016
Standing alone
In the middle of
earth
With the green leave's falling apart
But the wind whisper to me...
And the winter is breaking my soul.
In the middle of
earth
With the green leave's falling apart
But the wind whisper to me...
And the winter is breaking my soul.
Background of the poem: You feel all alone in this world and all your hope cease to exist, people talking behind your back and the hearts that breaks you...
