Let it in By Christopher Ross Livingstone

Let it in By Christopher Ross Livingstone 

Here I sit in solitude people watching on this wet September day,

in a cafe I hear the chatter but I've succumb unto a reflective heart.

Beating out the pulse my pen capture's my heart

As I write I flow and feel to say how I feel

 

In a flood of memories,

reflection has taught me clarity,

like the rain drops catches my eyes in a moment of time

Reflections are like ripples in the water,

arising like relaisations from deep within

I thought I have lived but I now know I have feared

I shyed away from love because I didn't know my worth.

every time I saw my reflection in the mirror.

But how could I think that?

My Mum said I was derserving of love.

I have loved but I have been hurt in return.

so I have kept love away from a deserving heart.

Sepetmber, and her song is saying unto me

Let it in!

 

Reviews

[JayG]

• Here I sit in solitude people watching on this wet Septmeber day,

You didn't even run a spell check?

[Christopher Ross Livingstone]

Thank you for pointing this out. I appreciate this.

I usually do run a spell check. This was an oversight