Posted Tuesday 26 March 2013 // by Virenne
My days are not gloomy,
no dark clouds surrounding me,
but there is no sunshine,
and I am not fine.
Floating, or free-falling,
should they be any different?
Unable to step, unable to jump or run.
Just moving side to side, walking in circles.
Everything seemed grey, and hazy.
Everything seems...alright.
Everything is just as is.
So...so.
Labels: happiness, lonely, love, poem, poetry, sadness