I hear the sing song
Complaining of my friend
Her face gone tight, like a fighter’s face
Words up like fists balled to take it on.
The whatever, whenever someone did her
Wrong. This world doesn’t love you nearly enough,
Until that heart of yours loves itself so much
Nothing can touch you, but that love
An elixir in your every breath, this fractured world
Gets laid to rest in that sweet, sweet silence
In the stillness inside you,
This is the poem I wrote for the dVerse challenge today.