SOMBER HILL
This dark dolor night calls out to me
I walk out miles and stumble upon
A rocky somber hill
overlooking an ocean
There's a darkness that pulls me in with open arms almost convincing this sea is actually a cashmere covered bed
I want to so badly to step in but I am not fooled
And out of nowhere a mourning leaps out of my cracked lips
I cry out a wail
Howling desperately loud that God may have heard me on his throne in the 3rd sky
To my knees I fall
From the vast heaviness in my chest
Tears puddle around me
My only comfort and company
On this desolate subdued hill.
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4am
PoetryI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
