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Sep 2012
Muddled, confused, dark... its getting difficult to sleep
cracked, dried up and lost, the air blows away the dust that makes me
the chaos and destruction that lies within my mind
I sort out through the voices that tell me everything is fine
on my hands and knees I crawl through the smoke
I keep going even though I know life is just some big joke
with nobody on my side still I tremble on
finding no reason to keep living, most of my essence gone
as I take my last breath, just as I'm about to call it quits,
a flare of the brightest light bursts through all my ****** up ****
my instinct is to run, anything so bright usually burns
I never thought with even a flicker of recognition it could finally be my turn
the rock that falls off the cliff finds it hard to realize
where it's going until it gets there, but with time sees everything through new eyes
now that I have finally fallen, and the dust is settling,
the air around me lifts me higher, I cant imagine where it will bring me
Air is the answer, it makes even the smallest things take flight
to you I owe my everything, my heart, my soul, my life
my love in its most truest form, my strength, my power
even if we are both extremely raw, I'm ready to bloom until we flower
Shiloh
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Shiloh  33/F/Oregon
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