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i've found pieces of
peace in a boy with a
puzzle-mind that starves
in the darkness and turns

truth to tragedy. he
is a ghost of a
ghost of me, pushed
deeper under water, pushed

farther into fire, and
he circles and cycles high
above it all, painted
blue, speaking of turning a

sanctuary into a
suicide scene.


through wind and
rain, in hurricane,
i have unearthed the
secret of God.

                               (love is
                                patient, love is
                                kind...
)

                                          (i am strong.)

                               (it always protects, always
                                trusts, always hopes, always
                                perseveres.
)

and maybe he's not
changed, but i
refuse to be
the same.

i will be
safe.

i will be
sane.
the name of this has nothing to do with the name of my last bit of writing. or... well, actually, i guess maybe it does, coincidentally. (but i really don't believe in coincidences.)

so, i'll give a little background on this one, because it's a big deal to me:
i spent all last week volunteering at my church's vacation bible school. i was assigned to help a kid in my group who has autism. it was probably one of the most difficult things i have ever done, but i swear that boy has completely changed my life. that sounds melodramatic, but it's honestly true.

i am aware that this poem isn't very good and it doesn't capture very much, but i wrote it anyway.
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neonsquiggle's avatar
It's good! Don't think so negatively. I like your wordplay. (: