How do you see me?
Do my eyes remind you of a sunlit sky?
Or, do they show you raging seas?
Does my smile pull yours?
Or show you hidden sorrow?
Does my heartbeat thrum your favorite rhythm?
Or sound like raindrops on a dreary window pane?
Does my voice speak words of hope?
Or reveal my broken cries lost to windy nights?
YOU ARE READING
Words I've Kept
PoetryThis is my coping mechanism. I love poetry and feel like it's the only anchor for me some days. I thank those who have me strength to share. I write about Trauma and dark moments of my life so if those aren't for you neither is this.
