A Blooming Soul
The heart with delicacy it bleeds
Like a rose it dies without purpose
Without a stem it brittles
Without nourish it turns bitter
A Blooming Soul of darkness
We search even deeper within
For a light to which we know existence
We live even in pain we strive
To love another from darkness with pride
A true soul of such elegance and poise
We stand strong in what we know most
That one thing for sure we find
You can not kill love its always there
That even in our minds we play it out
How we love even from a far distance
As the one thing grows stronger
So does the will to be loved
We still have hopes in finding the one
The one love meant to be alive
The one that died on the inside with life
The Blooming Soul, darkness or light
It always grows no matter its illusion
Copyright © Steve Harvell | Year Posted 2022
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