70 Roads

70 Roads

Scattered thoughts raining down like debris at the end of a storm

It fills my head with twilight daydreams echoing from the tips of broken clouds

A shadow of a memory passes across the ground where I lay ripping me open with grass fingertips leaving me exposed in every place that I was torn

The nerves are all raw at the deepest edges as the sound of silence inside is no longer allowed

It cries out in red droplets that pool beneath me until I am drowning

Seeping into the ground for me to grow from

Laying down roots that seem weak but came from a strength unlike any other

Waiting in the darkness for the sunlight to come

Holding closely and embracing the dreams of love

Building something new from paper wings and broken crayons

A picture from a single moment gathered from the stardust drifting through the deepest parts of the sky alone

Connecting souls where the pieces of broken hearts were meant to be found

Beneath the sound my feet have traveled down this road as they brought me to you, I am now home

8/13/2020 @OriginalGhostPoetry