So much passion.
It all crashes into each other.
It bursts through the cracks,
Until the dam breaks and it overflows.
The passion for passion
And the passion for others’ passions;
It inspires so much love and warmth
And maybe this is the glint,
......
It was something about the waves
Rising strong and tall
Breaking soft and small
A sense of calm my body craves
It was something about the reflection
A distorted being holding me captive
A version of me that speaks in cursive
It’s easy to forget the mirror too is broken
......
So much passion.
It all crashes into each other.
It bursts through the cracks,
Until the dam breaks and it overflows.
The passion for passion
And the passion for others’ passions;
It inspires so much love and warmth
And maybe this is the glint,
......
It was something about the waves
Rising strong and tall
Breaking soft and small
A sense of calm my body craves
It was something about the reflection
A distorted being holding me captive
A version of me that speaks in cursive
It’s easy to forget the mirror too is broken
......