Too dark to see the colors that you wear,
Too human to pretend that I don't care.
But I follow your voice, your light, your call
One bad step and you might cause me to fall.
Old scars leave me unsteady on my feet,
Left alone to myself with the sound of my heartbeat.
Trusting the voice in my head, the god in my mind,
Searching the sky with eyes gone blind.
But I pick myself up from the ground again,
Reminded this is now and that was then.
Issues immortal in this thing called life,
But I can only get stronger and I know how to fight.
LOVE this! It has a great
LOVE this! It has a great rhythm and feel- keep writing!
*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james
Thank you!
Thank you!