Poems from kelbel4
Take my hand
Out of here we can run
Open doors and chances
Let go and walk away
And steal what's not yours
Too bad you didn't hold on...
You said, you said that we'd last
but now the flag flies half-mast
You said, you said this was true, so real
so how is it you cease to feel...
There's cruelty few people know
One that is vast but
Meager, silent
But deafening
Words can injure hearts
Words consume worth
Yet...
A first cry
Kick, scream, squirm
Pain for joy
Feather-weight in embrace
Delicate and fragile
Precious and treasured
Adoring eyes look up...
There's not enough rain
In the world to wash
Away the hurt and pain
Rain so pure, so clean is
Muddied almost instantly
The world leaves...