Sep 2015
Why must we fall for people when they keep standing tall?
While I feel collapsed in a ball at his feet he seems to be
towering above me, a force I cannot break.
He is the lighthouse, high on a cliff,
and like many, I'm drawn to his endearing light,
However, like this light he rotates round and round,
only seeing me every so often.
When he beams his light on me I feel found,
wanted,
but oh too suddenly darkness envelopes me once more
and my words to him crash and break like waves upon the shore.
While I feel collapsed in a ball at his feet he seems to be
towering above me, a force I cannot break.
He is the lighthouse, high on a cliff,
and like many, I'm drawn to his endearing light,
However, like this light he rotates round and round,
only seeing me every so often.
When he beams his light on me I feel found,
wanted,
but oh too suddenly darkness envelopes me once more
and my words to him crash and break like waves upon the shore.
Ummm mindless insecurity eating away at me at the moment. It'll pass, hoping this will help!
When you feel like a wave smashing against a cliff and that lighthouse isn't going to fall into you, it just stands taller and taller and you slip further and further away. Blah!
When you feel like a wave smashing against a cliff and that lighthouse isn't going to fall into you, it just stands taller and taller and you slip further and further away. Blah!
