Sunday, April 24, 2011

Shatterer

Flying is a wonderful thing,
Unless you've forgotten,
How to land.
I was so afraid to face
This life alone, I grasped
Your hand.
Now I can't seem to face
What you have come to mean
To me.
All that breaks before building,
All that shatters before shining,
All that crashes before climbing,
All this you are,
To me.
You're my color, you're the dyer.
My water, my plant.
You're the only prayer
The Gods ever chose to grant.
You're my prayer, you're my sin,
You hold my faith together,
Rip me apart with fear.
I know
You're what will shatter me
Utterly. I am the stone,
You the sliver of ice within.
I'm not equal to any of this.
I doubt I was meant to be.
I can only hope to grow
Worthier.
Every day that passes
Every day you're loving me.

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