My Momma's VirtueA Poem by FaeryQueenots; hey guys, im back!
There were stars that grazed me.
I had my toes buried in the sand, my fingernails hinting that I maybe had too much time on my hands. I missed this; being a kid, but now I'm 19! 19! Soft specks flaked in my eyes, I had my head back, feeling the rush of the world take me for a joyride. There's nothing I'd do for this world, but this world alone, and not the people in it. People... they tend to surprise you, and I'd much rather be engulfed in the land that raised me, rater than the people who did the same. At least for now, I'd like to. With my eyes closed, it's hard to imagine what it was like even a month ago. Because... I don't want to and I can hear the distant chit chat coming closer now, but I'd like to not. I'd like for all my smudged coal under my eyes, for all the smoked lungs that I've burned, for every passion, every desire; I'd like for them all to just meld together, a force unspeakable, even for human minds' to take in, a force... not to be applied to humans, but to be applied for the world. It scares me, how ordinarily ordinary I've become. But, tones secured, I'm not so.
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Added on November 18, 2017 Last Updated on November 18, 2017 Author
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