Soft shades glimmer on my darker skin,
Sing me songs til days end,
I can not be anymore than I am and I will not be anything I am not,
I see they admire my pace
Even after I'm tired and withered from life's race
So these days I smile in the many faces of uncertainty,
Feeling less cursed and more blessed, Feeling less hurt and more whole,
Yes,
I still sit in spaces between time Pondering it all...
While pure devotion
Keeps me grounded and sane,
And yes I know my ramblings mean Nothing to you
But the ones who see colors
Understand the sentences
Of little bird red
With dashes of blue
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 4:51 PM UTC
Soft shades glimmer on my darker skin,
Sing me songs til days end,
I can not be anymore than I am and I will not be anything I am not,
I see they admire my pace
Even after I'm tired and withered from life's race
So these days I smile in the many faces of uncertainty,
Feeling less cursed and more blessed, Feeling less hurt and more whole,
Yes,
I still sit in spaces between time Pondering it all...
While pure devotion
Keeps me grounded and sane,
And yes I know my ramblings mean Nothing to you
But the ones who see colors
Understand the sentences
Of little bird red
With dashes of blue
Author: C.R.
Written: 8/25/18 4:44
