YOURS
Dec 8, 2021
You tell stories,
Of those that came before me,
Pulling each sentence,
Like you are playing your own heartbreak,
This violin you string,
Carries the weight of your world,
And it sings so loud,
Of the sadness,
You tell stories,
Of wishes you rode before me,
You pull each word,
Like you are dragging the hope in them,
This voice you scream in,
Carries the weight of the world,
But it sings so loud,
Of the loneliness,
You tell stories,
That I listen to every night,
You pull each syllable,
Like you are hoping to be a writer,
This pen you wield,
Carries the weight of the world,
I shall once again give,
In this love
You will again tell stories,
Of a time you reached for the stars,
Took my whole world in your hands,
And called me and it, yours
~Frankhie
