ONLY THE BEGINNING

i know the words at night seem to not feel right, im sorry, my whispers of a decent night will always flow better when the soft brease within my lungs begins, my heart will show you, just look, deep, pick them a part, digest, theres a light that will show through, only you can pick the pices and make this window clear, when i sit back at night, turning off the headlamp of my room, only then will we all see, this is only the beginning.

Reviews

[cfix]

Very relatable write here. I like this alot. it's quite sincere really.

[Tate Morgan]

i HAVE MANY NIGHTS LIKE THIS ONE VERY NICE TO KNOW OTHERS DO TOO

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An eloquent piece of prose, there is something about the night, the imagination comes alive..

[Linzey]

I love this poem. It's the way i seem to think as well when it gets late and shows so much.

[Brian D. Billie]

yes i relate very much so to the few phrases of turning off the lamp, turning to the beginning of everything. the night is our friend, is she not? i also like how you just seemed to exhale this! i do the same thing. nice write!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Your good at making the readers have something to think about! Great write!

[alice]

brease > breathe (?)

a part > apart (maybe)

"digest, there's a light that will show through"
I like this line; it sort of makes the whole piece seductive.

[underwriter]

another good write! i can really relate to this!

[TJ]

Another good poem that makes the readers really think. Good job.