The trees were slowly sprouting their fruit.
The skies were brighter, and the dirts filled with roots.
My heart raised with happiness.
There was nothing in the world that could make me feel helpless.
My soul felt free and clean from all my Demons.
I never before have said this, but I have so many good feelings.
The snow was gone, the darkness perished.
The evil things had left, and there was nothing hellish.
I had sprouted too, just like the flowers.
I sprouted wings, and could fly over towers.
I felt beautiful forevermore.
I would cry nevermore.
I was just happy.
About the Creator
Gentherly Coronado
I love to write poetry, and it can be quite dark at times. One thing about all of it, is that it comes from my heart. Everything I write is based on my life, and hopefully some of my words touch someone’s heart.
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