It requires a certain strength and courage to make the decision to walk willingly into death's cold arms. And I hope you never find it. I hope you get weak in the knees and find excuses to stay, even when you feel like there is nothing to lose, I hope you remember there is always something worth holding on to. Embrace the coward in you in these moments. And most importantly, I hope you find hope to go on.
Grey clouds covered the sky, Like a velvet blanket kissing the summer heat goodbye As the wind blew soft singing its gentle lullaby, The world breathed a long cosmic sigh.
I hope that one day, When the world turns quiet, I will have the warmth of your hand. When the world turns dark, I will have you to embrace. When the world turns slow, I will have your gaze to hold mine. And when the world finally ceases to exist, I hope there is still you and I.
You told me tales of your travels; Pink blooms in autumn, Ethereal green lights, Soft luminous glow in the sea, Stars strewn across the sky. I listened enviously. Wishing I was with you in all those moments, in all those places. But you said Oh my sweet love, These voyages are what finally led me to a home in you.
The little girl drew a pretty flower What of war and genocide did she know? Her eyes scrunched as petals fell in place Without a care of her descent and ancestors So whose side is she on?