#molehills
Where are the source of your thoughts
Contesting emotional triggers
Consider those eyelids to flicker
Additional context adds stress
As different paths stretch us apart
Sleep deep within these sheets
Another drill to overcome
The next hurdle and then some
Distracted by less with
small progressive steps
A learning tool for all
Dig away at the molehills
Digress with flexed biceps
Reminded to incorporate rest
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 1:23 PM UTC
In your embrace
worlds of sorrow
fall apart
in shambles
Mountains crumble
into molehills
Oceans rise
and
My fear dissolves
into honey
that turns piping hot tea, sweet
I'm left with that warm fuzzy feeling
that could cure any
ailment
O beloved
such is your love
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 6:48 AM UTC
I told you not to worry, everything’s alright.
I’m here, watching raindrops trickle down the window pane,
Making mountains out of molehills, hidden only by the night.
Upon Primrose Hill, the city in sight,
I’d live this moment again, and again.
I told you not to worry, everything’s alright.
I fear sometimes that all you see is a glowing red light,
You’ll notice and whisper ‘don’t worry, fear is my domain’.
Making mountains out of molehills, hidden only by the night.
We’re two magpies that come together in flight.
Your incandescent heart is a match for my incandescent veins,
I told you not to worry. Everything’s alright.
My words sometimes stutter, a sort of stage fright
That sets in from my stomach through to my brain.
Making mountains out of molehills, hidden only by the night.
Under this blanket of stars, darling, sleep tight.
This feeling I hold shall not wane.
I told you not to worry, everything’s alright;
(We’re just) making mountains out of molehills, hidden only by the night.
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC