Cracked Foundations

Poetry

In a hideaway
A flower peaks through
Distorted stone walls
Who would have thought
Such wonder could be found
Inside a cracked foundation?
If I gave you a little glance
To my broken heart
You’d see a flower
Growing out of the cracks
Because over time
Even a lost soul can blossom
And like migrating birds
Fly into a paradise

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Crucified

Poetry

Crucified for mistakes
Tried to mould things back to how they were
Nails digging into veins
Red velvet covered skin
Forgotten how to be
In joy and ecstasy
So now you try and smile
But you’re just gritting teeth