words

How could you not believe my words

Cutting threw the dark

With its rays of light

 

Not to be obstructed

Or destructed

With its negative energies

 

Never laying waste to the beauty

That has for so long

Lifting my soul

Out of the fiery pit

Where hope no longer lingers

 

My words regenerate my spirit

And give me hope for a better tomorrow

That would one day manifest into something incomprehensible

 

My word are written in ink

Taking longer than a blink of an eye

To be erased

None being replaced from the original spot

 

My words are as gentle as a summer breeze

But can be a tough as the highest mountain top

 

My words are as joyful as a little boys laugher

After tasting the sweeter things in life