(Yet to be finalized)The need I conceived, to search for my soul
To fill what I perceived a heavy black hole...
But...
The light in the night which once burnt bright
Now barely is glowing
As birds of a feather who had flown together
I remember us growing
The roots of our love, which we grew deep,
Were born of the memories we were meant to keep
I watched in awe as the ground began to recede
That moment in which our branches shot up with speed
We went away
Our way
Away on high
Thoughts so daring, such as to pierce the sky
Born of dreams so vivid, I questioned my eyes
But...
The light in the night which once burnt bright
Now barely is glowing
As birds of a feather who had flown together
I remember us growing
As our colors entwined
We'd danced all around
Bound pure in our youth
We'd sang a new sound
For the passion between us
And the seed which we'd found
That which we called Love
And placed safe in the ground
Our home had grown so fast...
For one that did not last...
About the Creator
Jay Sbirk
Tried to sell my soul with a broken heart and got rejected, now I just write for the sake of writing all that I've kept inside over this short life.
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