If you can’t breath you’lle die,
If you can’t eat you’ll die,
If you can’t drink you’ll die,
If you can’t love you’ll die,
If you can’t trust you’ll die,
pick up the bones,
the glass that got cracked,
pick up the half eaten rye bread,
sitting in the dirt,
pick up the porcelain pot,
shattered on the ground,
pick up the pieces of the heart that was destroyed,
pick up the inchworms,
sins climbing into the soil,
those sins be gone, at a sight of love,
pick up your own skeletons,
let them be breathing,
look in the light,
pick up and put on the wings of an angel,
the shattered sight of the porcelain bowl,
5 little inchworms, 5 little sins,
pick up the torch, engulfed flames,
that is the hatred inside you,
pick up the pieces when you are shattered,
but still you remain breathing,
blood in the dirt,
glass shards in the dirt,
fly, the wings of an angel,
up to the top of the Big Dipper,
twisted spoon in the dirt,
But you still remain breathing.
© Sunset_is_always_there