Glasul ce amorteste printre frunze.

autumn_by_andreill-d5fq17rFiecare pas pe care il fac ,aud cum rasufla toamna.Te doare vocea ei care amorteste de sub caderea frunzelor tirzii ingalbenite .Nustiu unde plec ,acuma , dar stiu ca vreau sa ma ascund de toti si de toate.Am ales gresi t , am indraznit sa aleg drumuri gresite si cit de ruginita imi este regretarea , cu glas mut strig intr-o lume in care nu este a mea , nimeni si nimicul reactioneaza la o expresie vie pe care as facea-o.Sunt lovita de fiecare pas pe care il fac , si cu toate ca as fugi , in urma mea ramine trecutul.Am asteptat toamna , sa o simt cum se asterne pe sufletul meu , acolo sub ea sa imi atipesc sentimentele si sa merg cu aidoma unei tristete ascunse.Am asternut cite o frunza cazuta de soarta ei , sub ea rasufla constiinta mea ,acolo sub ele imi gasesc insasi fiinta mea care se usuca cu fiecare scurgere a unei zile demult uitate.Merg invelita intr-o toamna demult asteptata ,iar cu fiecare zi imi este mai greu sa respir , sunt infipta de colturile care se usuca in  mine ,simt cum se pierde cite un firisor de putere si din acest nustiu care arde in mine , inghet cu fiecare trecere.Nu imi pot gasi raspunsurile la miile de intrebari , atit timp cit nu le pot gasi imi este greu sa respir ,sunt aici unde nici nu stiu.

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Hello, there! My name is Diana. I am from the Republic of Moldova. Moved to the United States in 2016, and started from the beginning. I was born to inhale words instead of air, to have ink instead of blood, to live thousands of years everything people live in a moment. Since I remember myself, I had this deep connection with the moon, autumn, and woods. I was the sensitive child in the family or the weirdest one. I discovered my passion at an early age, but my wings were broken since I was in high school. Didn't stop flying. Moved to another planet, where I had to learn English from the beginning. I am an overexcited person who adores words and struggles with grammar. I write gritty short stories, novels, and poems, holidays articles, etc. Besides that, I am a student and a MOM.

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