Deep City Lights

I’m tired of words, all kinds of words.

Meaningless ones stress me

but my mind simply cannot think of a better term,

appropriate and perfect words drain me,

they cause others to be looked down upon.

Words are causing me to be different now,

how can something so simple

cause something so deep?

Writing is my healing,

I am healing at this current moment

but I am also destroying and breaking down,

they hit me where nothing else does,

you can give me the simplest of words

and my mind will run wild.

I want them to nourish me

and help me to grow into the person

that I dream of becoming,

I want them to help me

to exude a beautifulness that others crave,

I want them to complete me

by never completing me

because I am searching…

always searching

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. I love words too. To see them put together creating great meaning and story. The flow of the poem and the ending made this poem a pleasure to read. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote