love lost
And not lost by way of misplacement
love lost to the heavenly realm
and not just any love
A father
A daddy
A grandpa
A love from the depths of a soul
Gone
im so sorry to not be able to hold
comfort
secure your being
Honey, girl, I am so here
Saturday, August 25, 2018
Sunday, August 5, 2018
Effervescent
I write to become
to exist
to be
It is a foreign language
Ther=y are words unknown
to me
it is a thesaurus
it is translation
from feeling
into words
It is scary and
I am frightened
Dark to dusk
Waiting for the dawn to
turn into the day
Always getting brighter
never to exhaust in the
never ending dark
light
and why do we equivocate dark into bad
why can't dark mean promising?
I believe it can
Dark is where is I find
my inspiration
but I am always looking for the light
why
I am the dark
the swamp
the mud
the grimey
I am effervescent
during these hours
I glow
I shine
I found solitude
My dark is the light
which guides me
to exist
to be
It is a foreign language
Ther=y are words unknown
to me
it is a thesaurus
it is translation
from feeling
into words
It is scary and
I am frightened
Dark to dusk
Waiting for the dawn to
turn into the day
Always getting brighter
never to exhaust in the
never ending dark
light
and why do we equivocate dark into bad
why can't dark mean promising?
I believe it can
Dark is where is I find
my inspiration
but I am always looking for the light
why
I am the dark
the swamp
the mud
the grimey
I am effervescent
during these hours
I glow
I shine
I found solitude
My dark is the light
which guides me
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