Gentle whispers traveling in the wind, singing the same song Fears fading into dust and time is fleeting Tears are being wiped away and the pain still remains Trying to patch up old wounds, she cries throughout the night Wiping her eyes she sheds more tears from deeper emotions Eyes red from wiping, she can finally rest in peace ●-●
This poem is about me saying goodbye to the old me. I wrote this in July to start anew.