The Breeze (Poem by Gabby L.)

Cold to the touch You need gloves If you want this Type of sad love I’m contaminated Darkened by what I have created A painted cast Upon fragments Of chipped skin Hoping this sin Will disappear With the wind It always blows Far away from Who I used to be These feelings Don’t mean Anything to me I should feel Something real But I don’t know How that’s possible In this cast It’s hard to move But I’ll be able to Once this month Has passed, it Won’t last me More than the Evening breeze Here one instant Gone the next The breeze west Will take away Every single Ounce of pain This day will pass These feelings They won’t last I’ll be okay Tomorrow is A brand new day I’ll be alright The next night Won’t be made Of fear and fright I’ll be fine Don’t worry The light shines I’m not in a hurry The sun will rise And the moon Will set I’ll be okay The breeze Will take Me away