there was bravery in her song
and invisible beats were composed of tugging heartstrings
and hopeful rests blending well at that octave, note after note.
there was magic when the writer got lost in his own story
navigating there, making mistakes, being more human than god in contrast to others who had journals of do's and don'ts.
there was something positive whenever i wake up each day and face the battle
of standing up, being alive and practically living life
positive whenever i say no to backing down and giving up
in her song
in his words
and in my every waking moment
there's life and humanity and mistakes and it's all right
Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 11:58 AM UTC
there was bravery in her song
and invisible beats were composed of tugging heartstrings
and hopeful rests blending well at that octave, note after note.
there was magic when the writer got lost in his own story
navigating there, making mistakes, being more human than god in contrast to others who had journals of do's and don'ts.
there was something positive whenever i wake up each day and face the battle
of standing up, being alive and practically living life
positive whenever i say no to backing down and giving up
in her song
in his words
and in my every waking moment
there's life and humanity and mistakes and it's all right
my poems are available at my wattpad account, ventricles.
an online digital collection will be available at issuu on october 2017.
