~rise~ Poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun

If clouds could somehow comfort
through the fog I see today,
Then moments deepest black
would turn a shade of gray.

If rain would somehow reside
in hearts as parched as stone,
Soften up those hardened
freed by storms alone.

If Mondays fell on Fridays
and phones paid by each ring,
Would it make any difference
somehow lighten up life's sting?

Is money all that matters
when love is all we need,
Can wanting lead us blindly
when having makes us bleed?

Times when I'm unsure
are unwelcoming at best,
To question every answer
mixed emotions fail to test.

So gather all the thickness
to build well upon one's skin,
Toughen up the inside
brushing hurt off with a grin.

Stand tall though you're breaking
outside there's no one there,
Sail amongst the climbers
rise above like you don't care.