Nothing ColdA Poem by Zakari SchmidtNot broken, tired, flesh or bone
Maybe I could someday find
a destination far from sight Something I could call my own not broken, tired, flesh or bone So I don't look for any one of you I leave myself with nothing much to do Maybe if I shut my eyes and felt closer to whats inside I'd see you in another way than a tear, falling down my face Standing here until you touch the floor or find a way back in through open, pleading pores, like part of me was not there anymore I don't need you here to grieve over the shame of knowing that I let My light, with our love fade away If you should return upon struggles in your beliefs, Don't let the fire go out when alone with your darkest dreams If my fingers were candles and your open mouth in flames, I would reach so far inside nothing cold would remain © 2015 Zakari SchmidtFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorZakari SchmidtKC, MOAboutI've been writing creatively/semi-seriously for around a decade. 24 isn't old. Right now I'm writing folk songs, these poems/lyrics are part of my ASCENSION/ATTENTION collection. It's about being an a.. more..Writing
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