JordanSara

In some crevice of my mind
I know that spring has ended.

I must leave behind my forest green
and bury the laughter and dreams
just beyond the trees.

The snow is calling to my bones
sapping away the life of flowers

I don't know.
Shadows under my eyes 
try to answer the question.
They're blue and sinking deeper, fast.

I am the girl who sings
who writes poetry
who stands on a stage

All the poets are crazy,
dreamers with so much and so little to say,
armed only with words to make everything
in the world right again.

They say, it is up to the artists
it is up to the youth

You must be loud
like a bird screaming at the sky
they said

And I try, I try so hard
to be 
and I am...

but sometimes the words are
hard to say, they...
end up broken like

I scan your face
your dark eyes
your lips
searching for a meaning, or a 
god.

I saw whole galaxies 
in that face
I saw kingdoms and forests and demons-
oh your demons-
and lovers and embraces and myself

Tomorrow, I hope
the world will wake me up
that my eyes will fill with wonder
and never be covered up

Tomorrow, I hope
the burden won't be too much
that I can hold the weight of the world
and not be swallowed up