Walking away, stepping on lips of clear glass that have fallen with angry words upon deaf ears again.
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Rain splattering against my thoughts, marking the exact time
ing all of life forward, seeing the way reality is.Hands folded in answerable prayer, fighting to live on theedge without caving in to pressure built around a small spaceof my own.Wishing, drowning deep inside, overflowing with sorrow of alifetime, being hurt more often than before, totally givingup the struggle – it is not worth it.Pain…
Colorful rhythms gaining recognition as they vibrate into my mind, touching every sense with melody’s truth.
Picking up ideas with every iota of wisdom integrated within synapses of my mindful imagination.Taking care to portray every nuance seen or felt through emotional content and placed in vocabulary understood in simple prose.
Sorrowfully I assist in grief, holding hands, cupping tears as they slide continuously down expressions of sorrow.
Striding along walkways of future years, I hold on to precious images in subconscious hallways, awaiting beautiful artwork covered in glistening tears.
Inner desires being fulfilled with pockets of music turned inside-out
Whispering words as they play, my mind quietly spreads the peacefulness of each song across the wide expanse of intellect.Succeeding totally, to integrate existing sounds with what I am receiving within imagination’s details, while holding onto the exquisite stamina of inner turmoil.Dancing to the tune of incandescent brilliance.
With every tinkling bell on earth comes thoughts of angels treading their ways on earth’s crusty old surface.
helping as we linger on edges of eternity.