you can't see the world
through closed eyes.
it may seem easier
to blink every time
the sky falls.
it may seem safe
to close your heart off
to love.
it may seem right
to press your lips together
and never speak your mind.
but this world
needs to be seen,
both the good
and the bad.
the light
and the dark.
this world is our home
and though we may feel it's wrath,
there is also peace
seeping through the cracks.
YOU ARE READING
calm as chaos, clear as smoke ✓
Poetry❝𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯.❞ a collection of poetry. title insp: bad luck by former vandal.
