Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.
Saturday, May 16, 2015
Rest, it's peaceful
Some raindrops fall lightly
even in the midst of a storm
Paint the thunder and
brand the lightning
Be a monsoon until
each tear drop falls as it will
Very nice. Now I'm ready to rest my head on my pillow. I love how you tease words into feelings.
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