Perfect Silence
I once floated away,
Just as the steam floats away,
From the ground on a hot summer day.
I wanted to wash myself clean,
Clean of all the lies, the tears, and the pain.
I wanted to find myself.
I felt myself dissipating,
Crumbling all of the futility held within,
And like the flower being refreshed by the rain,
I could find myself being wiped clean,
Of all the debris, confusion, and unhappiness.
I was flying free, leaving my worries behind,
Adjusting comfortably into my new found niche,
Where everyday was a new lesson,
And the word excruciating had no meaning.
Life was as broad as the sky,
And I drifted away into the
Perfect Silence.
-Maliyah
September 22, 2004
11:58pm
Just as the steam floats away,
From the ground on a hot summer day.
I wanted to wash myself clean,
Clean of all the lies, the tears, and the pain.
I wanted to find myself.
I felt myself dissipating,
Crumbling all of the futility held within,
And like the flower being refreshed by the rain,
I could find myself being wiped clean,
Of all the debris, confusion, and unhappiness.
I was flying free, leaving my worries behind,
Adjusting comfortably into my new found niche,
Where everyday was a new lesson,
And the word excruciating had no meaning.
Life was as broad as the sky,
And I drifted away into the
Perfect Silence.
-Maliyah
September 22, 2004
11:58pm
