She can write for days
In a teary-eyed haze
And the more sadness that develops
The more ink she craves
And she sits in awe of the power
Of a good hard cry
Wondering how tears seem to cause
Such sorrowful thoughts to finally die
© 2018 Michelle Cook
They disintegrate like ash
Fluttering away on lofty breezes
I am nothing and they are always something
Something glittery and unattainable
Pieces of a whole that I will never have
Parts of a picture-perfect world that I will never see
There for a split second in time
Then drifting away at warp speed
Friends are often like that
Hold them close while you can
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Do you ever just feel
Like you need a day to be lazy
The world keeps on spinning
Driving you crazy
And you just need a moment
To forget your life
Time to free yourself
From the pain, grief, and strife
Is it all too much
To ask for such a day
To let your mind wander
And be free to play
Can you imagine if you had that?
What would you even do?
A whole day to yourself
Could change your whole view
I wonder if any of us
Will ever find out
I’d like so much to hope for it
Rather than doubt
Guess it’s a decision
That we all must make
Should be an easy one
For the sanity of our own sake
I think determination is the key
We must fight for our own time
And regardless of what I think
It shouldn’t be a crime
So I’m voting for a day
To relax, sleep, and play
And I’m wondering…
Will you all join me today?
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Blood rushing through veins
Coursing so fast
Trying to escape
The source of its past
For the heart is full
Of evil and deceit
Tainted even more
By the devil at her feet
And lips turn bright red
With the taste of regret
And everyone’s surprised
Death hasn’t claimed her yet
But she has a secret
A cure hidden deep within
A sliver of hope
Found where it’s always been
© 2018 Michelle Cook
I see you in all there is
Your glory abundant in countless ways
And even when I feel so lost
You brighten up my darkest days
I’ve tried my whole life
To turn from the path you laid out for me
And on days like this I remember
You’re the only real truth that I can see
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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