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AWURAA Nov 11
They come to me, streaming in drop by drop,
so I collect them all, trying to keep them whole,
comforting them with words I wish to hear,

Lacing my words with encouragement,
so others may see the best in me,
but what they see is a character of fictioniality,
a mask woven from gentle phrases,
stitched with threads of borrowed grace.

Yet beneath, a voice still echoes, softly,
of the solace I chase.

The breath of the almighty whispers, telling me to hold on,
giving me more to believe in.

I offer words like fragile offerings,
each a delicate vessel, wondering,
do they bear my truth or simply reflect my hopes?

In this intricate dance,
I stitch together fragments of dreams and fears,
crafting a tapestry that reveals and conceals
a symphony of whispered encouragement,
yet beneath it all, a quiet yearning lingers,
seeking the voice that truly understands.

The breath of the divine fills the spaces in between,
urging me onward, promising that even in silence,
I am profoundly heard.
Written by Asher & AWURAA.
I would like to say a big thank you to @Asher who gave me the first opportunity to work with a talented poet.
Inspired by the words of William Wordsworth.
Jennifer Weiss Apr 2015
I get praised for my strength,
by almost everyone.
Those that have known me forever,
and those that have just begun.
"You're so strong!
How others, right now, would be
coming undone!"
Don't judge a book by it's cover,
I might jest. Yet, I don't lie often.
I can rise with the sun,
and get much work done.
Talk to strangers with a smile,
and let life continue to run.
But the insides of me are only held together,
because His hand is holding the pieces
much better
than I could ever hope to hold them.
If I'm lucky while I sleep he whispers secrets
to me, on how I should mold them.
And I've learned I won't die from
any of this pain.
But it hasn't stopped the rain.
No, underneath all this strength
I'm really just continuing in vain.
Continuing in hopes some day soon
He ends my pain.
.
It's not like I'm unhappy,
just not as happy as I could be.

— The End —