HomeI wish I was better with words.Home by ~swarley7
And maybe one day I will be.
And I'll write you a poem,
For days like this.
Days when you cannot tell the day from the night,
Because everything is so dark and empty.
And maybe,
Maybe one day we won't need band-aids.
Cause the monsters inside us will be dead,
And there will be no reason to flaw that perfect skin.
Cause I've seen temples with cracks.
Imperfections that add to its beauty.
Beauty that adds to the Earth,
And the Earth that adds to us.
To every day that a child is born,
Crying from the beauty of this world.
That you filled in it.
So when you can't feel the cold,
And when the water
Sta.sh
how have you been?
