Zemira

Why can’t we all just love each other?

Why does there have to be so much hate?

Can we ever learn to trust and accept those who are not like us or believe different things?

If only I could stop doubting myself,

If only I could stop being afraid,

If only I could be happier instead of secret depression,

If only I could get better, and peace would stay,

I am in complete darkness.

The black abyss surrounds me, the silence all but comforting.

I am alone, afraid, and still as if a boulder that has sat for years.

The sun’s shining on me as it slowly dips below the horizon for another day, its rays softly coming down.

The air is crisp, not too cold, but brisk enough to see your breath when you breathe.

Lo! The horizon's sweet light that shines on the leaves of the trees.

The rustling of the branches softly blowing in the gentle breeze.

The yonder rushing of the rivers across the pains and hills.

Your a sharpened blade,

All of you.

All the hurt,

You put me through.

Are you happy?

Did that make you smile?

Only now,