‘Cleanse’

Washed by the elements,
your bloody words will be

made pure again

While eyes still so muddy,
cry with guilty lies
that murder the womb of my Soul

Rainbows (now) escaping from pockets,
dissolve before reaching their destiny
                                            in the sky
So birds will never again sing to me,
                            a lullaby

But;
maybe tomorrow, I can at last
                        swallow tears
to drown my pride
that will in time, forgive
your demise in my heart


* purify *

    

SarahA O’Leary