BreathA Poem by TiredHazels
She has many Wounds
Not all have healed Despite the Weakness at times she portrays She finds some Kind of Strength to Keep Moving On Looking Deeply as Herself Her Eyes Tired and Lost The Face of Someone she used to Know But now a Stranger in the Mirror Hands over Her Heart Not the Steady Beat it once was Always fighting herself With the Demons she has Come Across Lost with No Direction She Came Across a Week Tears and Silence is All there was now to be Slowly on A Brush of Warmth Lingered Thru Dancing on her Fingertips Surrounding Her Lips Eyes Now Filled With Warmth Now knowing who she sees Comfortable but Scared Not wanting to Loose Herself Again Having the Last Ounce of Faith Of a New Beginning An accidental Happiness That she wants to last Never wanting to feel Cold Again Then a night ago Counting the Stars She Had Wished on Realizing the Smallest Sparkle Gleaming oh so brightly Showered her her Only Wish Now Always Seeing that Same Sparkle In His Eyes Alone And knowing that it’s Okay And to be Able to Freely Breath. © 2010 TiredHazelsFeatured ReviewReviews
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