The tears have long since dried on my cheeks
and the salt tinged tracks have contoured my face
and have taken the place of the rosiness
that was once there
I fear that warmth will never come again
and send
my spirits soaring
I wish I can bottle happiness
like the vineyard bottled this wine
that coddles
and finds
me and my mind
in a more peaceful state
much more sedate
no love
no hate
just breathing
children hush now
its time for bed
mommys trying to clear her head
and sip rather than take her life instead
hush now phone
you cannot ring
I am trying not to think of things
I need silence
from the giants
called grief parading through my soul
wearing holes
in my armor
I am tired.
hush now friends
I know trouble doesn't last always
but I feel like giving up most days
and so sometimes my hope for peace
strays
a ray of light finds its way in
and whispers:
"fight again"
and I follow that flicker
I chase after that spark
and fight my way closer to the light
so not to die in the dark.
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