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Some things you don't need to have a comfort
A tiny nice house, a child and a dog, An evening cacao, and morning thick fog. And waffles for breakfast, some coffee with milk, When sleeping at night your linens are silk. You've got a new car and a modern TV, You spend your vacation just near the sea. Do often you think what else you may want? Have ever you thought what totally don't? No missiles exploding next to your house, And people just running away in the chaos. No children frightened with simple balloons, And long queue of refugees under the Moon. No tanks on the street, no bombs in the air, No war in your country in modernest era. Today you can ask someone from Ukraine, What happened to them to be real and main. To sleep in your bed the whole silent night, То know that your family save and alive. To give to your child the fresh food all day, To have a safe place for all you to stay. To help one another, and army as well, To have something good for others to tell. Do often you think what else you could choose? Have ever you thought what easy can lose?..
By Olga Moyseyenko3 years ago in Poets
Lately, I'm empty
Lately, I feel an emptiness inside of me that doesn’t make any sense. I was fine a week ago and now I’m numb to the pain that I’ve been carrying around. Numb to the idea of me existing. I wish I could go to a place where I can hear happy positive thoughts and surround myself with joy. The medication I’m on doesn’t seem to work anymore. I still feel pain from existing, why am I here anyways? Merely to exist. I don’t feel like I’m making any differences being here.
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