I know how far we have gone
In time our love has seen a pain
Too raw for even my own eyes to bear
But it is true, the test we have seen
Has been the part of love pure in mind
It has set out what rule had been torn -
From stem, the leaf will wilt on its own.
As days pass by my very eyes,
I have seen the very peak
The one our love has to rise to
To be able to come back from ache.
It is a vile hike
One of rich evil
And face the dark our love shall do,
But the edge to stab the thug
Who has our fate in its grip
Our love will be.
Life can try to hurt us
But it is weak in its own vice
For our bond is firm and true,
And will not be lost to some fool
Who did not know the love we have.
The Ocean of Morality
I am lost, drowning In a sea of gray morals Help! I cannot breathe I don’t know what I am doing. I haven’t known what I’ve been doing for quite some time. It seems that since 2016, at least, I have been swimming in an ocean of uncertainty. Up is down, the sky isn’t quite so blue, and right and wrong are nothing but mazes of gray shadows that no one can navigate properly. I don’t know who I am, I barely know what I stand for, and I feel like nothing more than a broken puzzle of likes, interests, and disdains that don’t necessarily fit together well.
By Stephanie Hoogstad4 days ago in Humans
Comments (1)
A beautiful poem! A great testament to the challenges of love. It also flows brilliantly for a poem of only 4 letter words :)