Sparks in the Dark

A continuation; without you..

"Rattle my bones
& tear my flesh
If you chose not to love me
Bury me six feet under
Before you leave" - nouvelle.lune.poetry

So after your gone
And the rain has fell,
The dew has seeped into the ground
And the soil is rich,
My marrow now a planted seed,

I can later look back and remember being so deep in the earth,
And I can find my way back up.

A breath of fresh air,
as my petals slowly take their time to bloom,
I can feel the sun on my skin, and since you, I have grown.