Swirling

you think you might have gone insane?

It's

confusing,

mind boggling

stressing

on my brain.

It's

hurting

bone breaking

twisting

on my spirits shame.

It's

blinding

and shining

but not

breaking through.

It's not

changing

rearanging

into

something new.

It's not

stopping

destruction

making

death

beyond our clue.

It's time for

fighting

and defending

the world

we love and

knew.

It's time to

change it

make it different

and make sure

we let it show.

Flowers are

blossoming

wings are

opening

taken to

the skies.

Tears are

ending

pain is

ceasing

and no one is

saying

goodbye.

Reviews

[Kyle Sky]

Truly beautiful- both in verse and meaning. You've truly presented a mood of a gray shame to a glimmmering hope towards me. Beautiful piece.