Collection of Poems (#Wattys2015)

Promise

You stand there isolated from everyone else,

Where the lines are smeared with grey.

There you find no hand to take or leg to pull.

It feels like being stranded in the middle of the ocean,

And no one seems to understand what it feels like to be torn between the opposites of Chaos and Order.

But I see you there;

I understand the purpose of your hood.

I wish you didn't hurt the way you do,

Or run around like a chicken without a head.

Sometimes I wish someone would see what it's like to wear your shoes.

But that's not all, no no no, you deserve more than you think as your worth more than your weight in gold.

Tomorrow will bring the scent of daffodils and a bright yellow sun;

Like a phoenix, tomorrow will bring your rise from the ashes

Just you wait and see,

I promise you that you won't regret having the friend you've made in me.