Words UnsaidThe Lord is my shepherd, I shall not wantWords Unsaid
I've never liked funerals. Pointless, selfish. But this wasn't about me; this was about you, and your need to mourn. Personally, I felt nothing for the corpse in the box. He was someone I couldn't look at, without a sentiment of disgust. The crowd clustered around the gaping hole in the earth, black crows for the feast. The wind stirred the trees.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters
Standing beside you as tears ran freely down your cheeks. You looked beautiful. I wanted nothing more than to take you in my
What is Pure?What is pure?What is Pure?
The rain, which for a moment binds the earth and sky?
The tree, though grounded reaching to attain the sun?
I am neither,
I do not fall nor am I bound,
I am broken.
Enchanted webs dress me in translucent beauty,
Open, I stand before you, cracked just below the surface,
I know imperfection.
Your eyes rake over me, capturing every flaw,
Your hands tremble,
Do you yearn to hold me? Or break me?
Light shines in grey eyes, my image reflected,
Life s
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