I will

I will take the sensitivity of the bruises
You've created and use it as fuel

The imprint of the stones I will use it to
Store the love that has dripped out
Through the holes of this broken love

I will take the sticks you've thrown and build a bridge

Walk down that bride and burn it with the
Fire you've set inside me.

And as I walk away the tears and sweat
I gathered from the task of pleasing you
I will use to calm and cool me on my journey to my new home

A piece of your mind no more
Peace of mind and mine
Is priceless and I am timeless.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
Our world



hit home for me, i love it 


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