Whisper in the Wind

I told my story to the sky
Late one night
As the wind howled
And the rain fell fast
I screamed until my lungs got sore
I yelled until I couldn’t anymore
Poor unfortunate life
Too unfortunate a soul am I
To understand my voice is just a whisper in the wind

Author: emptywordsalive

Erika is a recent English and Creative writing graduate who lives in Tampa, Florida. She writes emotionally moving poetry and contemporary fiction. Her main goal is to write without boundaries and to enjoy her adventures and capture them in the elements of her stories for others to enjoy. Comments and collaborations on her writing projects are welcome. View all posts by emptywordsalive

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