After so many days of downpours,
after so many days of dark, gloomy clouds,
after so many days of stormy seas,
I finally saw a bright ray of sunshine
peeking from between the dense clouds.
I finally see a mesmerizing, multicoloured rainbow,
as the calming breeze uplifts my soul,
making me feel like a free bird,
the way I once was.
I walk down the street
under the dreamy, pretty, puffy clouds,
thinking silently,
"It feels...good, to be happy once again."
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Trapped in my own head
PoetryShe is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a worl...
