Sunday 7 February 2016

it’s okay to cry; a poem for reme


the smiles on your face

are ribbons for your wobbling feet

cheery words fall from your lips

but your heart is distant, cold

fear spreads its arms

building an ice in you

you freeze

still, you march

 
break, break now

i’ll fix you
fall, fall

take my arm

rise
let me walk with you

the ice makes you cold

 
come, come

step out of the cold now
here

take the sun

feel the warmth

 
cry, cry

purge
the ice melts

let the tears flow

now fly
to the sky

claim your star
 

 

 

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