Sunshine on my face

Attract the souls to gaze.

Lightning in my heart

Thunder is the least to hurt.

Backward as I go

Forward I struggle to hold.

Nurturing disavow

Sparsely to take a bow.

Benevolent disown

My scars still not to be shown.

Oh Heavenly Father as I cried

But optically dried.

Hunting but victim.

Draped yet feel nude.

Can’t seem to hold for long

Breathing is on hung.

Ogling at the firmament

Expecting a miracle.

On my own, it’s incapable.

Seeking comfort as I tried Communicating

But on depart to share I become mute.

Sthelie J.

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