So this is a poem I wrote that follows absolutely
no pattern at all. haha. It's just random thoughts
all jumbled up into this...thing. :)
A cherished gift,
Grasped tightly with both hands,
Wishing never to let go.
Then everything turns,
The places reversed,
Rust meets sapphire.
It is all understood,
Words are not necessary,
Necessity is intertwining,
However, intensity is not normality.
The balance is shifting,
You're forced to lose control.
Vulnerability is not easily let go.
The thoughtful release of sought out answers.
We want to know, yet afraid of our own judgments.
Fingertips touch, shocked by emotion.
Silence is no longer self-defense.