. . . . .
when tepid waters were once so nice,
they boil hot, or turn to ice.
that racing heart, you never thought twice,
a truth we'd never speak of.
they boil hot, or turn to ice.
that racing heart, you never thought twice,
a truth we'd never speak of.
raging waves of uncertain fear,
gasping for air as if it weren't here,
left in limbo, but one thing is clear:
forever, there is this love.
I really like this. Particularly the imagery you've used in the words.
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It's scary enough having big dreams in a world where people are often quick to cut us down to size.
ReplyDeleteBut the realization that we may have the potential to achieve our dreams? That can be completely mind-blowing.