Screaming beauty
..means silent sorrow.
It holds a power
That to simple words it can't borrow.
A power that saves any soul
Willing to fall into a hollow.
Is it this hard ?
That for every soul that's been scarred
We could find a law to follow
So that under the guilty and the empty
It wouldn't all blow ?
Just enough sparkle in my heart to glow.
For me to see in my griefs
A purgatory where i'd forge my beliefs.
A place to suffer and a place to stand.
A place to forget self, and finally..
With other hearts i could blend
Through Love and Compassion.
Through my ego's end.
Emy Greater
04 / 08 / 2018
