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 Dec 2018 Bethy
Dredd
Sanity
 Dec 2018 Bethy
Kenlum Michaelson
A friend of mine told me
I write when I’m sad
She said it is as if I am in pain
And I said when I write it rains
When I put the pen on paper the clouds get dark
And when I stop
The birds of the sky sings
Coming out to play as the sun is out
Me.
Some consider me a poet,
a builder,
an artist.

But I'm just a crazy man no one will ever understand
In the End, It will all fit together.
 Dec 2018 Bethy
Elizabeth
And when the time comes my tears won't be falling like rain for it will be warm tea and fresh honey streaming down my cheeks.
I hope one day I will bathe in sunflowers and new love - I'm tired of the dead leaves that burden my body, they soak in like fresh coconut on my skin.
I sit underwater where time stops for a second, and I am at peace. I hope one day I can run into rushing waterfalls without begging for that moment of altered reality. I hope one day I bathe in roses instead of my sorrows.
What do you hope for?

— The End —