it's almost over now
it's been a wonderful journey
i swear i've never felt anything
more beautifully or terribly
than i have felt these words
i almost don't want it to end
because the words will become bottled up
inside my chest, inside my throat, inside my lungs
they'll consume me and choke me
like the cancer is consuming my mother on her hospital bed
i've gone on many journeys
and i've seen too much
my feet are always tired
because i can never seem to find a place to rest
a place i can call "home"
but i've found many people who have offered me
their shoulder and their chests
so i could sleep for just a breathe or two
those people are beyond beautiful to me
my feet are so tired from this journey
but unlike the other journeys
i feel a little more ready for the next one
the next one is the biggest adventure anyone could ever take
and i think i'm finally prepared
(i just need a new backpack,
one that isn't Army green)
it's almost over
and i've felt everything so deeply
that i've almost run out of feelings
so i don't quite yet know how i'll feel
about the new quiet in my life
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BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...
