Maybe today
when the sun sneaks back
to his usual
hide and seek play
and the twilight strips her
godly robes into
the goddess of darkness
May I be cleansed
from the dwelling sickly desires
that eats my heart
and sways my mind
May I be restored
from the old flaming aches
that chars my conscious
and captives me within
May I hone finesse
the anatomy of letting go
That when tomorrow comes
and it shall
let me be the hope I hoped for
May I be the genesis
that I believe
I'm the breaking light I've been looking for.
May 15, 2021
May 15, 2021 at 3:11 AM UTC
Maybe today
when the sun sneaks back
to his usual
hide and seek play
and the twilight strips her
godly robes into
the goddess of darkness
May I be cleansed
from the dwelling sickly desires
that eats my heart
and sways my mind
May I be restored
from the old flaming aches
that chars my conscious
and captives me within
May I hone finesse
the anatomy of letting go
That when tomorrow comes
and it shall
let me be the hope I hoped for
May I be the genesis
that I believe
I'm the breaking light I've been looking for.
13/5/2021