You held the string
Tied to my heart
That pulled it right out of me
With each breath
I gasp for life
Clinging to what is left of me
You held the string
Tied to my heart
That pulled it right out of me
With each breath
I gasp for life
Clinging to what is left of me
An extra set of hands
to soothe and comfort
to touch and care for you.
I cannot share enough love
the contents of my heart, strain
through these ten points of contact
Can I reach you enough
to make a difference?
My influence searching
through your darkness
Moulding your nothingness
into a solid
we can both feel.
Feelings to connect
to join you to me
so that you don’t drift away
again, forever.
.
[ I wrote this for myself, Words and feelings that I need right now, While thinking about how it could be for me. And a thankyou to Natalie for the inspiration. ]
Perhaps…
possibility is hope.
Resigning to the practical
pushing away dreams
that were not as they seem
after all
your heart
belongs elsewhere
from your thoughts,
You belong
in you
and there
starts the magic
discovery
.
[Kudos to the ever-thoughfully-inspiring Rachael for today’s spark]