Saturday, November 02, 2013

Rocks in My Pocket 2/30

there is a soft behind your eyes
it wants normal and sanity 
it wants to stand in the rain 
so the tears don't show 
it wants everything 
and nothing to do with it 
it holds all the broken pieces 
calls it art and throws it around 
a simple act of faith  

there is a soft behind your eyes 
it pleads for acceptance 
for a place to rest easy
a garden with overly fragrant flowers 
that will cloak the pain make
it pretty and more pleasing 
than the blues embraced by birth rites 
and bad decisions

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