I like it when the leaves are covering the ground. The wind in my hair, the rain and its sound. The leaves fall – and so do I. Clouds in the sky and darkness in my soul. I can feel it in my heart – this big hole. My soul screams… it screams for you, but my biggest nightmare came true. And I fall. All I can hear: your echoes in this empty hall. But the fall was never true - the coldness was just you. - Enna
Heyyy, so please don’t mind, if there are some grammatical mistakes or spelling mistakes in this poem, cause English isn’t my native language but I kinda like writing English poems. Just do not wonder why something isn’t correct or something like that.