My soul
a paperweight in my body
A tired sack
of dried pebbles and stones
weighing me down
in earthy waters
of moss and soil
How sad it must be
to not feel your body change like
flowers do in spring
Oh how the young lay alseep
one foot in the grave
Wishing to kiss death
on its cold lips
How sad it must be
not to feel happiness
To not bask in its colors
of yellows and greens
To let the leaves
engulf me while i sing
And how sad it must be
to not have you with me
To hear your heart beat
and your ocean blue eyes gleam
How sad
I know that sadness all too well
that dark heavy cloak
that leaves me shivering at night
How sad
My days and nights a rollercoaster
of emotions
dipped in lavendar
and cobwebs
My sweet and bitter days
mixed together like
green tea
How to heal?
Im not sure
But i know to relish in the sweetness
of my yellow days and to swim in the blues
Let it carry me
not consume me
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 12:34 AM UTC
My soul
a paperweight in my body
A tired sack
of dried pebbles and stones
weighing me down
in earthy waters
of moss and soil
How sad it must be
to not feel your body change like
flowers do in spring
Oh how the young lay alseep
one foot in the grave
Wishing to kiss death
on its cold lips
How sad it must be
not to feel happiness
To not bask in its colors
of yellows and greens
To let the leaves
engulf me while i sing
And how sad it must be
to not have you with me
To hear your heart beat
and your ocean blue eyes gleam
How sad
I know that sadness all too well
that dark heavy cloak
that leaves me shivering at night
How sad
My days and nights a rollercoaster
of emotions
dipped in lavendar
and cobwebs
My sweet and bitter days
mixed together like
green tea
How to heal?
Im not sure
But i know to relish in the sweetness
of my yellow days and to swim in the blues
Let it carry me
not consume me
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