& though -
I feel strong when harshness kicks & destroys,
a calm whispering ever softly away reemerging cycles of paranoid;
fighting alongside mine grit as our souls remain conjoined:
I stand tall as heart is reminded hand is near to hold,
one... if not, the... greatest story untold;
because there's a love emanating below chest,
challenges the darkness to drown limbs less;
helps night insist on dreams to believe,
expelling nightmares for your next to me;
no such gripping words for sky to reach,
yet...
thankful to you for loving me,
as I remain slightly tarnished
&
heart retains few bits not swallowed by carnage.
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Between an Antidote & a Dreary Phase
PoetryMy second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interr...
