Of Ink, Paper & FlameA Poem by Simon WelshI'll let my blood spill onto this page
I wish I could let the ink flow onto the landscape
I'd shape a bridge to where the planets are formed Where butterflies meet among the stardust and love becomes a shining light above us Fear won't drag us down if we believe even the lost can be saved If the strangest souls are of paper then technicolour rain will illuminate the beauty We are all fractured, we are all unsure but most of all, we're all of the same heart I'll let my blood spill onto this page perhaps I'll lose all the doubt within me Don't let me wake up day after day Just to waste every chance I get Don't let me pretend I am happy when I need to let the pain out I'll be reborn when I lose the anguish because nothing makes me stronger than falling to pieces There is no need for guardian angels No need at all I wish I could let the ink flow and let the fire within burn Of the paper where words flicker that's where we find our home © 2014 Simon WelshFeatured Review
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