Poems from WordsRestored
A brand new strength
accompanied by a shift
filters through my veins
and courses the length of my body
Weakness had always been me
and I...
I blink as I lay dead
For a moment the storm is calm
the cacaphonous instruments have been tuned
the chaos in my head has settled...
She swam through silvery mist
accustomed as she had become to it
and to the dark as the depths were
more welcoming than the surface
of...
It takes an active mind
and a grand imagination
to change what you were given
into your own insane creation
To get lost in your own...