Poems from Ember B
My sound?
Is a silent night, I have no music
no beats, or rhythem.
My sound?
Crickets on a summer day.
When I was born they sang.
My sound...
I'm afraid someone will see me at my darkest
When no light shine through the clouds
So I put on a smile and continue to breath
Deeply.
I...
What up-lifts me is being in the sunlight
Looking back and seeing the dark inside the tunnel.
Still in sight, but getting smaller as I...