Poems from biancas01
My chest rises and falls.
Rises and falls.
I’m still breathing, but to him I’m nothing at all.
Days and days past, I’m forgotten and...
He is Helmsman.
There’s no way to tell
what’s real and what’s hell
A man, he says you fail.
without speaking a word
his attitude prevails...
Silence can kill a game.
Silence has much shame.
Silence rings with pain.
Silence does not end with change.
Silence keeps fears locked away...
Him. Me. Tranquility.
I feel safe but strange, it’s not my game.
My chest feels small
the rest is tall...
Brother, father. A son and daughter.
See, fresh water.
Look, there’s an otter!
What’s an otter doing underwater?
Well, they live...