Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2020
i was finally able to exhale



i was in the middle of that glass room
surrounded by the most
beautiful of flowers
one can ever imagine

I breathed in again

and it started to snow
of course outside of the glass room

and the snow trickled onto the flowers
blanketed the green grass
and the ambience was that
of a dim snowstorm

we all know it

but in between
the transition
of exhale and inhale
the outside of the glass room
turned black
and i was able to breath again
Venga
Written by
Venga  24/F/NY
(24/F/NY)   
76
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems