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poem
I need a name for this one because I think I'm going to put it up on my site. This is one of very few pieces I've written that are...happy. The only other thing I can recall at the moment is a FF7 fanfic called "Wash". Hmmm. Anyway, I wrote this last night after an awesome experience with my friends. Rereading it I almost thought that maybe this was the beginning of life without depression. Maybe it is. There's always hope, right?
Oh! Song of my soul,
spiraling up from black depths
into bright lights of color
a new dawn
The dead petals drop,
the darkness is illuminated
and my soul is unfolding
in the morning sunlight.
The song begins swelling;
a sweet crescendo
and a symphony of voices
joyfully laughing
The pain pierces
and fades away
the scars fall away
and the lacerations are gone
My heart is growing,
I can feel it.
And all I want to do
is hold this moment
until I want to cry
and the tears will turn to diamonds
because of their rarity
Sidenote: I love this song...gah. And also, I need to make some LJ user icons at some point....it kinda sucks that I'm not witty or adept at the whole altering images thing.....but I have Photoshop! So maybe....heh. I think I use .... too much when I write journal-esque things. Oh well.
Oh! Song of my soul,
spiraling up from black depths
into bright lights of color
a new dawn
The dead petals drop,
the darkness is illuminated
and my soul is unfolding
in the morning sunlight.
The song begins swelling;
a sweet crescendo
and a symphony of voices
joyfully laughing
The pain pierces
and fades away
the scars fall away
and the lacerations are gone
My heart is growing,
I can feel it.
And all I want to do
is hold this moment
until I want to cry
and the tears will turn to diamonds
because of their rarity
Sidenote: I love this song...gah. And also, I need to make some LJ user icons at some point....it kinda sucks that I'm not witty or adept at the whole altering images thing.....but I have Photoshop! So maybe....heh. I think I use .... too much when I write journal-esque things. Oh well.