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Still Hurts
Vibrant colors flare up in the sky
But I can’t see them, for I’ve become blind
Why am I still fighting? Even I don’t know why
Yet I know I must continue, or I’ll surely die.
Slow down; take one step at a time
I’ve lost my spark, but one day I’ll shine
There’ll be good days and bad; it’s okay to cry
I won’t give up; I’d rather die.
Breathe in deeply, feel the calm wash over me
Breathe out slowly, lose myself to the gentle breeze.
I listen to the music that charges the air
The stories told always warm my soul
My heart still hurts; yet with a simple prayer
I can bring light to my blackhole.
The ocean waves are calmer than my inner storm
I’m tired of feeling the pressure to perform
Once I became enlightened, I couldn’t just ignore
The presence of God in every shape and form.
Breathe in deeply, feel the calm wash over me
Breathe out slowly, lose myself to the gentle breeze.
I listen to the music that charges the air
The stories told always warm my soul
My heart still hurts; yet with a simple prayer
I can bring light to my blackhole.
But I can’t see them, for I’ve become blind
Why am I still fighting? Even I don’t know why
Yet I know I must continue, or I’ll surely die.
Slow down; take one step at a time
I’ve lost my spark, but one day I’ll shine
There’ll be good days and bad; it’s okay to cry
I won’t give up; I’d rather die.
Breathe in deeply, feel the calm wash over me
Breathe out slowly, lose myself to the gentle breeze.
I listen to the music that charges the air
The stories told always warm my soul
My heart still hurts; yet with a simple prayer
I can bring light to my blackhole.
The ocean waves are calmer than my inner storm
I’m tired of feeling the pressure to perform
Once I became enlightened, I couldn’t just ignore
The presence of God in every shape and form.
Breathe in deeply, feel the calm wash over me
Breathe out slowly, lose myself to the gentle breeze.
I listen to the music that charges the air
The stories told always warm my soul
My heart still hurts; yet with a simple prayer
I can bring light to my blackhole.
Published 2nd Apr 2019
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2nd Apr 2019 3:55am
My sweet sister, Luna..I hold you up from afar. We're both the type that will always struggle to make light of this world & ourselves. I'm so glad to see you writing but preferred those of hope. I'm writing my same ones of sadness too. Regardless it's great for healing. This is my way too...
"I listen to the music that charges the air
The stories told always warm my soul
My heart still hurts; yet with a simple prayer
I can bring light to my blackhole."
I'll say a prayer for you, love.💖 Hugs..
"I listen to the music that charges the air
The stories told always warm my soul
My heart still hurts; yet with a simple prayer
I can bring light to my blackhole."
I'll say a prayer for you, love.💖 Hugs..
2nd Apr 2019 7:53pm
My writing mood is different, that's for sure. Your kind words brought a smile to my face. Much appreciated, and thanks for the RL. Wishing you all the best.
