Undeserving

Undeserving

I was plunged into darkness.

Clawed my way back to the dawn,

There are monsters looming in my head.

Whispering in my ears, words unsaid,

I am a vein of existence.

I do not deserve the

Love that I was given.

My bones are made of steel,

Forged from the fire of the pain of my forbearance.

I have monsters looming inside me,

Storms are brewing.

Clutching me;

Holding me,

Grounding me in the nightmare of my past.

I do not deserve the sunshine.

The light of your love reveals my wounds and scars.

I do not deserve your choice to choose me.

I am doubting myself truly. The words are buried inside my heart.

I cannot utter a single thing.

I am terrified of the storms, the monsters that might cause you harm from the chaos within me.

Vast Valley of Feelings

I yearn for the mist in the morning,

The cold touch of the wind.

The ashy, ghostly hands, caressing my cheeks,

Ghostly lips leaving marks as it kissed my skin.

I miss the dewdrops on the grass,

Gliding across my skin.

I can’t keep it as a secret within,

I crave the rays of sun touching my cheeks.

They pass through the forestry, through the green leaves that once looked bleak.

Branches snapping beneath my feet.

Your laughter echoing in the air,

It replays in my mind, the notes in repeat.

I yearn for your touch,

Your lips,

Your love.

My feelings are overflowing,

Like a storm brewing,

Drawing sailors in.

Ashes of the Moon and Starlight

There are many questions in my mind.

They reveal themselves within dark shadows as the light shines.

I would like the wind to speak my thoughts.

Will you still choose me as your equal by your side?

Will you still choose me even though my hair is bright as the moonlight?

Will you still choose me even though the sparks in my eyes are no longer bright?

Will you still choose me if my skin is no longer smooth and glowing softly like the morning light?

Will you still choose me even if I ask you the same questions a million times?

If you desire to know the secrets locked in my heart,

You are the reason it beats every time.

Blood courses through my veins as red as a ribbon, connecting us as we are entirely woven into the tapestry.

You tug the strings, it will choose you.

Even though your hair turns ashy just as the moon shines.

I will stay, despite the storms, reigniting the sparks in your eyes.

I am yours and you are mine, despite all the storms,

We’ve faced in our lives.