Grow

As you grow and you’re pruned, the world crashes down around you defaulting to ash.

The dust of the ones you loved and thought loved you too, all scattered into miniscule fragments.

The after glow of day knowing you are destined to live the life of a phoenix. Whats always yours has always been, and will forever be.

Leave me to my thoughts, the ones you are mad when I express…the ones you cant control. The life you think you possess and the one I behold.

Those who watch the storms come…dare I beg you, pray them away?

And whats wrong with chasing waterfalls? The rivers and lakes I know are drying up like fadded memories and things I love to forget. Hate to remember you and the summers we fell in aubile laughter created in love.

I’m pretty sure Ive exhausted myself.