The Only Engine Of Survival Poem by Green Leaf

Backlights of my memory convincing me to surrender,
To blissfull moments when I feel safer.
Safe from all the akes and hurts of lonely nights
Of doubt and retreat into the dark lights.

Its slightly past 3 and I’m still awake,
Gazing interruptly to the sealing of my memory lake,
I saw sparkles in the depthness of the lake,
The smell of her, and the sound of her.
Never fake.

Now its 4 and may go to rest, just like the rest,
I found what I looked for, my mind passed the test
I can go to rest and hope for the best,
Because she’s in my chest.