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anna burns Jul 2020
this life,
it holds little seeds of light.
although, also many plights,
these lights shine bright,
throughout the darkened night.
these lights that up end plight,
shed grace and meaning into our daily life.
to me,
a cup of coffee.
to you,
a new pair of shoes.
to us,
a chance to shake off the dust,
and start again.
inspired by a drawing i did called -seeds of light-
anna burns Jul 2020
my heart heavy laden with words unsaid
jesus jesus where is your spirit?

my mind wreaking havoc in ways i didn't know possible
jesus jesus where is your peace?

my world falling from the sky, now lays in pieces at my feet
jesus jesus where is your presence?

my body aches, painful and numb

jesus jesus i need you...
now.
anna burns May 2020
if you knew me, music is everything, you'd see.
an innate instinct that spins me in circles from one instrument to the next.
i have an ocean of notes to dive into headfirst. to create myself while swimming in this world of unoriginality.

if you knew me, you'd see,
the world gets into my head and there i go off the edge.
my mind at the mercy of what should be my least worry.
the people yell. the people scream. it's my soul that takes a harsh beating.
mind sinks. limbs tremble. who would catch my fall?

i know who.
my fall is caught by the resonance of rhythm. by the peaceable pitch. by the sophisticated sound. by a resounding chord that strikes meaning. my fingers flow along the sea of white and black keys. my mind consumed with memorized melodies. when the weight of the world is too much to carry, it's like coming up for air.
my spoken word for english class
anna burns May 2020
it's 11:19 and i don't feel okay
it's 11:19 and nothing seems right
it's 11:20 and i can't get comfortable
it's 11:20 and i need someone by my side

it's 11:21 and my world hurts at night
anna burns May 2020
a numb ache in the bone,
feels like you're alone.
with a head full of lies,
im saying goodbye.
anna burns May 2020
life is a grind,
not against him,
but intertwined,
with my mind.
anna burns May 2020
the small act
of you leaving
for the night
crushed me in flight
my solo sleep
causes tears to creep
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