it is not someone who has seen the light.
It is a cold and broken Hallelujah.
Her heart sank, and rose with the song.
She released her confusion, and her broken sobs.
'Cause the night is blind, and so is love.
It is broken and horrible- a push and a shove.
Love is an emotion, needed to mend.
A sign of devotion, taken and sent.
As she listened to the song,
her heart rid of pain.
For she finally realized,
the solemn silence of rain.
Love is the comfort of mending a broken soul;
& it is the obstacles you face, together, as one whole.
Her heart sank and rose with the song at hand,
but she finally saw the horizon- a far off land.
There was silence and calm, and all you could hear,
was the pattering of rain, and the running of deer.
But a soft echo reigned from the sky far above,
It is a cold and broken Hallelujah- That's what defines love.
WOW.
ReplyDeleteThis is so amazing!
You're really in a writing mood lately, aren't you? I'm so glad I can finally read some of your stuff!!! :D
There were some parts where the reading voice in my head kind of stumbled, I think some of the rhythm's off (or maybe that's just me) but otherwise I really loved this one.
Keep up the great work!!
xx
Oh why thank you clarasaur c:
ReplyDeleteYes something off, but I only write first drafts so I should probably look it over xD.
and yeah, i dont know, sometimes i get random inspiration and just go with it.
it seems to be taking over though xD.
thank you <3 :3
something's* -.-
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