Hola! I like this one. I really really like it. I worry sometimes that I'll run out of words one day. That I'll stop writing because the simile and metaphor machine in my brain will break. Kaput! But I think I'd be okay with that. Because what I write now, makes it worth it. I don't write poems even, if I'm truly honest it feels like I break off a little piece of my soul and then add a bow and post it on a very tiny blog in the corner of the internet. And yet, it all feels worth it.
I do really really like this one.
i wonder what keeps me together some days.
i feel like energy floating in the midst of it all
i wonder sometimes if i am simply shards of fractured stars,
scattered in the people i love
perhaps i live in the eyes of those who see me, love me
perhaps i live in my eyes, two dimensional
in a mirror
perhaps i exist nowhere, a sagging
concept barely laced together
like a young child's shoes.
i wonder if any of use are here
maybe we're all neurones in a brain
everything coming down to connection
i wonder if we're all loose souls wandering
our own lonely paths
i hope we are
i hope the wonder of the worls is real and
the magic of connection is true
i hope the love we share exists
and the electricity sparking passion
means something
i know i'm made of stars
i know everything is everything
everyone is everyone
and we all mean something
i know the world was made for love
and that i was made to change it
i know things change
but we'll always have each other
i know my heart is stardust
i know my path is etched into the stars
i know the constellations love me like i love them
i know the universe is good
i know i am good.
i swear my life i'll do good
i swear my life i'll do what i came to do.
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