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forestfaith Jun 2018
The moon is shining,
The Sun, sleeping.
Its bright blue hue painted on the surface of the waters,
its bright blue light washing over the sea, so beautiful, I could hardly believe.
It's waters cradling its child on the shore.
Going back and forth, like the hands of a mother soothing a child,
cradling her child to sleep.
As the cold winds of the night swept across the surface, skating on the waters, the howling of the wind ringing in my ears, the ocean receding down to its lair.
How calm, still the sea could be,
even in the vicious winds of the night.
As I close my eyes, the ocean too sang me a song, cradling me like a child that's lost.
I step inside the waters, its arms wrapped around my feet.
I step further into its hug, begging me to come closer.
The waters rise to my eyes, I open them and saw half of the world, its body touching mine.
Closing my eyes, I hummed its song, then...I am gone,
fading into the depths of the waters where I should belong.
forestfaith Jun 2018
I've been trying to get out of this.
I've been trying so hard.
It's so hard.
I've been ******* it up.
This weak and distracted heart, get up!
And I need your help.
I need you by my side but why would you do that?
I am distracted and weak, that, that's a fact.
I've been trying, to fix myself back up.
It's not working, maybe you should do the fixing...
Maybe, I am not strong enough.
Ye, that's right.
I need you.
Day and night, you know that...right?
me
forestfaith Jun 2018
When did we started to not dare look into ourselves and say we have a problem and maybe we are part of the fault.
We stopped.
We keep on blaming each other for what they have done, have we ever thought that we might have done something wrong.
Where did the care in our speeches go?
Where did the love in our eyes fade away?
Where did the warmth, the light in us go?
What happened to understanding others, and authentic love?
Let's go with them.
To stop blaming other people for what we have done wrong as well.
To bring them back on track.
On the right path.
In the right way.
In authentic true love, the way that God has loved us.
That's the way.
true love and someone who truly cares would really make an impact.
  Jun 2018 forestfaith
Nat Lipstadt
this kids,
is how you do it

in the mid of the dark hours,
when two am is your new oldest friend
when sleep, your oldest old one,
left town on the midnight train,
taking your peace of mind

though she is far away
lost in dream-thoughts caught,
but only twelve inches close,
granting you an unasked permission,
you ok to stroke her hair,
undisturbing her, yet comforting yourself,
every voice in your temple'd altar praying,
one glorious chorus godly chant:

Oh Lord, what would I do without her?

and you stroke her hair and are saved.


2:51am

May 2014
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