Bleeding inside
the thoughts resembling a wild storm
the windows to the world are shut
and beyond the horizon, the inner calm
days go by
the time tries to heal
memories become a blur
and emotions hard to heal
seasons change
the generations too
nobody has time
to say 'Halo' to you
and then a bird flies by
the color blue
chirping your thoughts away
and your moods too
life is like that
staying positive
no one is judging you
It is hard to stay positive but try your best always.
