Your Blue (The Minds Journal)

For all those that have been there x

https://themindsjournal.com/your-blue/

 

 

 

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Tell me

I need the stars to burn so bright

to lure the sun, the moon, the skye

I need them to sing me a lullaby

that starts with love and ends with why?

tell me

The stars

star-whispers

In an instant, a nanosecond
my breath expires, flattens
and I drift, home.
A new home, a happily caged home
one where life as I know it
melts
away, and a new life begins.
One I have always known.
The one that was whispered by the stars and promised by the sea.
The one I always felt, but never touched.
The one that was always
waiting,
waiting,
waiting to be seen.