I reach for the sky,
hands trembling,
fingers brushing gold.

The world feels so wide,
so bright,
and I’m here,
trying to catch
the pieces of me
I’ve left behind.

Every step is a twist,
every turn a spark,
and even when shadows whisper,
I follow the glow
hoping it leads me
to somewhere
I can finally call mine.

I'm so tired of this endless
                                                       duel
that is tearing my soul apart
And that's how I know -
God is                                           cruel
for He gave me                              a heart
in a world full of                       eyes

The
poet nods
The
writer writes
The
reader reads
Time
ignites
the
UNHEARD
and
UNSEEN
just gained
SIGHT
.

I
love
US so much
a
madness
I'm
willing to strike up
Forever
.

My(my)
kind
your(jou)
kind
their - (hulle)
kind
our - (ons)
kind
be - (wees)
kind
an
imperfect design
folks
please
take your time
Th!nK and Pray
with the joyous experiences
of your
inner child
.