I'm only getting better,
So won't you give me some time?
Going with the weather,
It's a beautiful kind of life.
I'm only getting older,
But I haven't given much yet.
Because I'm only so wise,
So give me something to hold when I forget,
Why I started this,
Why I love this,
Give me purpose.
Tell me truly,
When I forget why I think.
Show me beauty,
The kind that's missed in a blink.
Because all I see,
Is the madness behind my eyes.
I know I can believe,
So don't you tell me otherwise.
I started this.
I love this,
I have purpose.
YOU ARE READING
Mellifluous Silence
PoetryDarker than my usual work. But I needed something new. And in this moment these words are most powerful to me.