You are the ache after departing,
The joy in every meeting,
You are the fear stuck in my throat,
The leap before the falling,
You are the thought behind the meaning,
The words inside the thinking,
You are the verses, you are the sound,
You're the song my heart is singing,
You're the soul my skin is keeping,
The flesh my bones are wearing,
You are the life coursing through my veins,
And my death, when you stop breathing,
You are my every feeling,
My everything and nothing,
You are the love, the pain, the truth,
The reason for my being
YOU ARE READING
Depth of Me •••#Wattys2018•••
Poetry"I'll write for what was left within the ashes; for the depth of me when all else is gone." cover drawing by: Carolina Roda
