Burning belief

by Emma

Alone, we dwell,
Broken and bruised,
Fear melting into perceived form,
We see and we believe
We shrink into the darkest corner.

Alone, we think,
Fear becoming numbing,
A flame flickers deeper inside,
We hope and we aspire,
We reach toward the sky.

We are alive.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…