I don't want to be afraid of not being loved
When I don't even know what love is when I look at the world
Love is deeper than my soul
I don't want to feel physically sick
When I eat to survive
Because survival mode is for those who hold to their life
Hold to their life, tightly and tightly
When you have my life curled up in the palm of your hand
I don't want to feel pain every time I think of what happened to her
How she kept it deep, buried deep in herself for three years
I'm the only one who knows what he did to her and that he killed her
Please don't let it kill me too because you died for us
You even died for him too so let me love him like you do
Let me stay alive so I can hold her hand and his too
So that I can weep and she can weep, and he can too
I want to know how deep in me you can see
Show me that you know me even more than I even know me
YOU ARE READING
Strength
PoesíaStrength is a selection of poetry about an inner spiritual strength. Sometimes when we are feeling most weak, our spirit opens up like a tree within us. Poetry has always been a way for me to express the beauty and strength I see in God's world when...
