When I am ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ต,
I am grounded,
I am safe.
But like rock,
I can be cracked, or
Crumbled.
Struggling,ย ย
Trying,
To collect my self back up.
But when I am ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฟ,
I cannot break -
I can only be felt.
My state,
Doesn't relate,
To the futile,
Attempts,
To hurt me.
But it can get tiring,
Without being able,
To land.
And sometimes,
I'm like ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ.
A flame,
Of passion,
Can burst,
Into a Raging blaze,
Of love,
Or hate,
Or somewhere,
In between.
And other times,
I am like ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ.
I am lifted.
I float atop.
I am given a break,
Or,
I am given a lesson.
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ,
The waves...
Can turn into a monsoon, and
๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ,
The fire...
Could completely engulf me, and
๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ,
The winds..
May blow a bit too fierce, and
ย ย
๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ,
The earth...
Can sometimes shatter beneath me,
๐ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ.
For if I am to live this life,
There is nothing more,
And nothing less,
I could do.
โช๏ธ mica light โช๏ธ
To live is the only way to know -
Through fate, chance or choice,
This is how we grow.