Run
written by: Natalia Aeschliman
Wasting away.
Let’s play a game.
Hide and seek.
Draining.
Darkness.
Fading.
No current to swim.
Empty waters.
Drowning.
Gasping.
Only me.
Aging hands.
Fading beauty.
Empty shell of the ruins of better days past.
Needed, wanted, craved…
Lonely, Empty, hollow.
The echoes of yesterday haunt me.
Wolf. Woman. Girl.
Wise. Innocent.
MAY 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
My name is Natalia, I was born in Puerto Rico. I live a very simple life with my husband and 2 beautiful kids. I keep my heart humble, and my words beautifully vulnerable. I write because it is in my soul. I write because I don't know how to live without it. There's something beautiful that only poetry can create in your soul.
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