The Art of Words


The Way Through- © D. Brown

I blew through my fears
through blue sad tears
and was feeling unfufilled

Need to find a lull
a tone

But I, only through being alone
with the sinking of my insides
when the tears have dried
when I realized I've lied
to my self, and my own way is obsolete


sometimes going through proves not enough
not when 'through' is neither slow, tough, nor memorable
when after having been 'through'
you're not more stable
For the mental marks of lessons learned
mars and scars through wilted quivers
through weakness is strength
though tears are truth
and that's the only way through.