• vickyquote 6w


    I am stranded in my own thought
    Caught up in the closure of pain
    My head rolling like the fierce tornado
    My sky is not so clear for me
    I try to count the skies
    But my pain kept hindering me
    My happiness now laughs at me Like the witches in the woods.
    Am the opposite of happiness
    I am the child abandoned by mother nature.