The heartbreak and the hurt.
The love and the kindness.
We are brought into this world with a bang,
But leave it with only a soft whisper.
The tiny voice echoing in our mind,
Guiding us along robust journeys.
Across the mighty sea,
And around the pillars to heaven.
We always seem to look up.
To the tiny bits of light;
The angels chipping away at the sky.
We hope and we pray,
To someday be one of those stars.
Maybe we will one day.
Maybe we will find that secret place.
Where we can be whoever we want,
And be together once again.
Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 12:30 AM UTC
The heartbreak and the hurt.
The love and the kindness.
We are brought into this world with a bang,
But leave it with only a soft whisper.
The tiny voice echoing in our mind,
Guiding us along robust journeys.
Across the mighty sea,
And around the pillars to heaven.
We always seem to look up.
To the tiny bits of light;
The angels chipping away at the sky.
We hope and we pray,
To someday be one of those stars.
Maybe we will one day.
Maybe we will find that secret place.
Where we can be whoever we want,
And be together once again.
I wrote this at the same time as "I Wanna Be There" so they kinda read similar to each other.
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