My soul is a mix of faded colors,
As I sit here overlooking the end of my life in the dark,
Alone with no others,
Until You decided to be my spark
With your bright eyes oh so sweet,
And your weathered skin,
Without missing a single beat,
You sat beside me not even taking a glance at my sin
You sat with your legs crossed,
And in the silence I waited,
Scared of the sinful cost,
I was about to ruin what You so happily created
I wanted You to scream at me,
To shout that I was going to hell,
To tell me dying wouldn't make me free,
But instead You held me close in sad farewell
The Bringer of light held my darkness in His scarred hands of glory,
I wasn't a lamp for this world's absence of light,
But You still decided I deserve a longer story,
As you sit with me for hours in the quiet night
-Jack Q, written March 25th, 2024
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The Kalopsia Poet's Collection
PoetryCarpe Diem ~ Sieze the day "We do not read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race... and the human race is filled with passion." - John Keating D.P.S This is a book of poems I wrote, en...
