She once whispered to me Of things which truly matter Only once will I say this She told me It is then up to you
Tag: Remember
Colder Than Before
If I could have seen Known this, years before When I had nothing No color, only sound Echoing throughout, between Innocence in the past tense
What We See
We see angels And we see demons They carry These things We can’t let go Dancing from Room to room Through doors Left open In
And Then
Lights are off Candles lit My new favorite song Is playing On the couch My head in your lap A hand on my chest The
This is Mine, Always
Beyond This moment Or another Until gone The reasons No longer Matter This just Is Forgiving Is to Not forget What you Have given Me
The Smell of Cedar
As I lift the lid The Smell of Cedar Overtakes me After all these years The tiny blanket Still remains Stained with tears Swollen with
The Stories In Between 