I'm not afraid of your storms
Or the words that come in swarms
The weight on your chest
Like a anchor
Your mind like the wind
Your thoughts echo like a cave
Your actions loud as thunder
And I stand here in awe
Of your human nature
The state of beauty within you
That tender heart
You try so hard to hide
From the predators that pursue you
For that wild humanity of yours
YOU ARE READING
Where do I go from here?
PoetryMoving forward isn't easy. I've found myself in life's waiting room. Some days I feel like I'm doing great and other days I feel like I'm waiting for life to begin. Nobody tells you how to be an adult. There is no guide book to falling in love. Al...
