Tag Archives: Befallen

Let me be

Measure not the quantity of my words,
rather search for the meaning of the few I am able to sob

Measure not my anger or frustration when I reach deep down to find my soul only to fail
or when I try to understand and embrace the unknown ways of love.

Fear not my tears or pity me, for my tears are not sorrows but rain returning to the sun
Try not to fix me because
In your world, I am a broken soul

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Whitin

As night grows,
The dark cup
Breaks the veil of your dreams
Opening, the wounds
Of love