Dear Children of overwhelming love:
Breathers of Breaths
Thinkers of Thoughts
Dreamers of Dreams
You're on the edge about to fall
It's a selfish place we call home
No one cares to see your tears
In your pain, you walk alone
Heavily laden with dreadful burdens
Will there ever be respite?
Or someone to carry your yoke
Impossible in the darkest of nights
Pull your hair to feel fresh pain
Go to sleep and never awake
If only your mind knew these thoughts
Put a precious life at stake
You run, you run though your body aches
No escape though you scream
In your mind; the only possible end
Or so it would seem...
Your broken hearts break hearts
Surely you know this to be true
Don't become just a number
When there are great plans and dreams for you
They may be clouded, they may be lost
But if you search you will find
Strongest of fighters, Pioneers
Most beautiful soul and mind
So children of overwhelming love please:
Love to Breathe
Love to Think
Love to Dream
And Love to Live
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 5:52 AM UTC
Dear Children of overwhelming love:
Breathers of Breaths
Thinkers of Thoughts
Dreamers of Dreams
You're on the edge about to fall
It's a selfish place we call home
No one cares to see your tears
In your pain, you walk alone
Heavily laden with dreadful burdens
Will there ever be respite?
Or someone to carry your yoke
Impossible in the darkest of nights
Pull your hair to feel fresh pain
Go to sleep and never awake
If only your mind knew these thoughts
Put a precious life at stake
You run, you run though your body aches
No escape though you scream
In your mind; the only possible end
Or so it would seem...
Your broken hearts break hearts
Surely you know this to be true
Don't become just a number
When there are great plans and dreams for you
They may be clouded, they may be lost
But if you search you will find
Strongest of fighters, Pioneers
Most beautiful soul and mind
So children of overwhelming love please:
Love to Breathe
Love to Think
Love to Dream
And Love to Live
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