Grip

Someone has been talking

Crying and misunderstanding

He looks like a heart to be burned

Fiery and fury inside him.

 _________________________________

No one have seen this before

The violets in his palm

are beginning to die

Never knew how to start a life.

 _________________________________

It feels like forever

waiting for the sun to shine

Been hanging for the longest hour

Never knew how to ungrip his hands.

_________________________________

Then he stops looking,

he starts reaching.

He sees a light

and somebody got it right.

 _________________________________

-Written on May 19, 2014

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