I find sad people
More captivating to the eyes
And fascinating to the soul.
The ones who wear brokenness
In their eyes
And darkness in their favorite mantle.
The insane one who whispers and listen
To melody from trees, moonlight and animals.
The one who daydream at first light
But travel alone barefooted at dawn
The one who seldom love
But when they do
It’s like a lava from a volcano
The one with deep connection to
Solitude, chaos, brokenness.
Comments
Read Elephant’s Best Articles of the Week here.
Readers voted with your hearts, comments, views, and shares:
Click here to see which Writers & Issues Won.
