just another thought

When I was looking into the river, I felt being pressed against the wind... My eyes getting heavy from the force around me my black hairs couldn't hide my tears, they were flowing away from me as if being detached. My red wrap dress just held me so tight that i begun suffocating under my own skin. My finger tips fighting to get hold of something but my black painted nails were of no use, just like my little feet that touched so many grounds. The entire cosmos collapsed beneath those feets when i saw him for the first time, those feet of mine just couldn't hold any longer. In rain the grasses bend over wind, I was bending over the of prison of my soul. The rain of cruel words were pulling me with gravity of pain. In that moment, tears that were flowing never reached the ground of my skin. I couldn't taste the salt of it, couldn't feel it, ever. Being pressed against the wind I felt so alive, I let go of the wuther inside me which made the wind bend over it. when i was looking into the river, I saw the sky uphigh......