There has to be a reason
Tears trickling down my face
Rivers greet oceans
Salted life holds such grace
The sun like my heart
Both constant and giving
Brings me warmth and life
Yet, always depleting
Hear me now
Great Mystical Truth
Why are we here
Suffering abuse
The balance is wicked
Depending on the view
Tears and rivers stream down
Yet, we look up for You
In wonder, we hope
With faith, that somewhere out there
Is meaning and love
Forever- Ever After
Where did we come from
Where are we going
This question I ask daily
Hopeful, yet and still
Never knowing...
Look out my window -in hopes of better days
watching rain drops- connect then fall away
such poetry
water falls- to rise up
its the fire within that creates this
were beaten down- were broken
were worthless- better off left without
justified - we all got stories
now imagine if you were the one who could change this
imagine life painless
imagine a white canvas
no stains hesitations
painting free
imagine a blank slate- set free
to be who you want- who you dream
never letting
moments pass you by
living authentically- not afraid to cry
see the light- the darkness
see everyone …..
monsters- harmless
Know Im a human
jus