The soul of her being, torn apart and dragged
Through the gates of despair and agony.
Soul, broken into crumbs of desolation,
Left her reeling, in the realm of painful epiphany.
Soul, hoping for the torment to die,
In want to fix the broken pieces of her mold.
Drops from a rain, so heavy, yet light
Left her dry but drenched fully in soul.
Soul, unchained and forever in flight,
By the love that rained and made her world whole.
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 7:47 AM UTC
The soul of her being, torn apart and dragged
Through the gates of despair and agony.
Soul, broken into crumbs of desolation,
Left her reeling, in the realm of painful epiphany.
Soul, hoping for the torment to die,
In want to fix the broken pieces of her mold.
Drops from a rain, so heavy, yet light
Left her dry but drenched fully in soul.
Soul, unchained and forever in flight,
By the love that rained and made her world whole.