Softening

Am I depressed?
Or is my head just a mess?
Do I think too much?
Or do I just miss your
Touch
 
A pause within
A pulsing heart
Stop me dead in my tracks
And sweep
Me off my feet
A slow beat
Dances through solemn ears
Sways bodies back and forth
Numbness in the crowd
Until
You light the torch
Ignited in eyes
That know too much
About a world
That was never meant to be harsh
 
Soft gentle meadows
Fields of flowers
Salty water to lips
Slipping into shadows
 
Is your blade sharp?
That sword you carry in your heart
It must be heavy
Remove it
Bleed out on the tiles
I’ll mop it up with tears and hair
And sweat it out some more
Do not think it a burden
To lay the weight out on the floor
It’s heavier than you make it out to be
Chisel away at its memory
Lift it up again
Watch it float away
A feather in a gust of wind
Flaps its wings before diving in
To the refreshing waters
 
Soothe your soul
In the fountains
Soothe your soul
In the seas
Soothe your soul
In the mountains
Soothe your soul
Soothe it
With me