it's not supposed to be easy
our bones will snap and mend
and our consciousness with break and bend
and nothing will ever be the same
pain will come,
and stiffness follow
yet the leaves twirl down
in the moment's we wallow
and the bright colors will flow in
when we allow them to
let me drench you in my waves
as my voice resonates through you
humme domme,
let me through you
humme domme,
let me through you.
BINABASA MO ANG
sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
