Woman on the turn

by Anna Banasiak   Sep 25, 2018


My life is racing with time

I’m running
beyond the boundaries of this world
behind the turn
of love and death

On the walk I wobble like willows
crying in the abandoned park
nature blows up with colours
It’s free like a wind
Men come and go
In an empty house everyone is a stranger
I don’t want to run without You

I turn
into the tunnel
without exit

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  • 5 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    On the walk I wobble like willows
    ^
    Lovely alliteration :0)

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