Eye of storm #poetry

Found this incomplete poem in my notes when I was looking for a letter I keep updating and never plan to send.

Well. It was written in july and I have no idea where it was meant to go. Might or might not conplete it later..

When the world
Whipped in bewilderment
Cold wind stirring snowflakes
I found my zen
My inner quiete
Felt so warm

I wrote poetry
With my finger on white sand
My smile grew brighter
With every letter
I forgot where I was
Where I came from

Sometimes a pebbles hit me
Or leaves scratched my skin
My skin tasted nakedness
For the first time
The pain my soul indured
For standing against the norm

Dirt settled in my matted hair
Where once belonged daisies
Life sucked colour out of me
Ashen face with empty gaze
My happy heart lost its form..

To be continued…

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