Poems from indigoblu97
the feeling of raindrops
the smell of heavy skies
the warm water-laden breeze
remind me of home
the dark earth smell
and clear cut...
like the round, yellow sticker
grade school teachers
put on the papers of kids
that were never me
This fake happy is killing me.
...
What if you lost it,
Small at first but widening
the gaps in your mind.
memories you lose
a sinking ship fulls of holes
the holes...
all the lovely words
in the world
cannot mend this.
all the softest feelings
cannot bandage the
jagged anger
piercing through...
diving into the depths of the pool
where the water looks bluest
sitting on the bottom
crumbly white scraping my skin
hearing nothing...