-misunderstood-
misunderstood by those who say love is real,
but life knows me better and can make me feel-
love reaches heights above the mount up high,
where only eagles with ferocity fly
walking and running throughout my day,
visions and thoughts bleeding away-
time has been stopped for those who wait,
living and giving to those who complicate
but I feel the breeze whisper to the willow
sweet nothings at twilight under my pillow-
where sleep can be found without regret,
making all the rabid noise learn to forget
so I fear not that lift up to the mount I saw,
for the depth of the fall shall bestow such awe-
eyes seeing yellow yet black does appear,
with sandpaper and glass encompassed in fear
living without the reason I’ve always been alive,
secrets and notions of pain do contrive-
when laughter and hope destroy and stray
I shall seize the empathy that made me this way
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6.22.20
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2020
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