A lump of coal
Tossed into the fire
Before it even stood a chance
Of becoming a diamond
And all it needed was time
Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 5:58 AM UTC
If I was a mountain
That soared towards the sky,
With craggy snow caps
And stormy grey eyes-
Then you'd be the clouds
That swaddled my peak,
That silenced my thunder
When I tried to speak.
If I was the earth
The desert, in fact:
With arid dry soil
And mud, baked and cracked-
You'd be the rain
The downpour that soothed;
The balm to my bruises,
Relief to my wounds.
If I was the Moon
In the indigo night,
With stars as my blanket
And silver; my light-
Well you'd be the Sun
Just always behind
That lent me your glow
And caused me to shine.
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 3:13 PM UTC
Falling
Falling
As I fall, relief crashes over in a wave
Bundling up in warmth, I’m in my personal cave
Falling
Falling
Anxiously waiting to fall into the abyss
On my forehead, I feel the feather of a kiss
Falling
Falling
Slowly losing consciousness I do not frown
Sinking like an anchor down, down, down
Falling
Falling
It’s here. I’ve been waiting for so long
The stress slips away, and I hear an angel’s song
Falling
Falling
And as I count my last sheep,
I finally fall asleep.
Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 12:40 PM UTC