there was the sea,
deep, cold waters pushing up
new life in currents beneath
my feet
alive with the hum, hum,
song of whales and I
upon crests wishing
to be asleep.
to help people out —> at the beach, lying close to the shore, water touching feet, where did the water come from, there’s life out there and all i do is hide. i broke the unspoken rules of poetry by writing about my own poetry. but maybe part of me is thinking, if the vibe you got from this is what i just wrote, maybe i’m doing something right. most likely not, but whatever.
girls cry too much for the wrong reasons and not enough for the right ones.
song lyrics came into my head - “you are the Way the Truth and the Life we live by faith and not by sight for you…”
goodnight.
