Empty Set
1 min readNov 25, 2019
That afternoon, thoughtful skim on the ocean.
Seeing the wave hits those old rocks.
I let the wind stabbed my soul, i let em’
My hair was swelled, sweatshirt!
Green moss blurred my past, oh sunshine.
So bright, it licks my eyes.
Dejected, agitated.
All gone, it’s all gone.