deepundergroundpoetry.com
Ash
The flower’s petals softly blow away as the weight of my grief is lifted
I'm dug out of the shallow grave I've buried myself in
I don’t have to breathe in the ash of my own burnt spirit when I'm around you
My eyes light up by the sun I'm able to see myself in the mirror and I see you right next to me
I'm dug out of the shallow grave I've buried myself in
I don’t have to breathe in the ash of my own burnt spirit when I'm around you
My eyes light up by the sun I'm able to see myself in the mirror and I see you right next to me
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 166
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.