mismatched soul

falling 
up 
through the endless sky

starlight like dewdrops
dance on my eyelashes 
as i hold the moon in my arms
in a place made of memories

and happieness condensed 
into faded pictures 
tacked to the wall
made of glass
hanging on tight to whatever is left 

words flowing out of me
not allways making sense 
in the form of poetry 
i lovinging let
my emotions grow wings 
of inked words
and old paper

forgetting the meaning of 
silence 
and shaping my voice from the quiet
i stand tall
with my back to the wall
for more dangerous is the beast cornered

and fight off the waves of nothingness
creativity beating the blank page
and joy fixing what's broken 
as i hold onto the faded memories
and all the old photos 

bringing my old mismatched soul back to life
resurecting what was dead inside
and letting my fire

once again 
burn bright
inside
the patched together pieces of my
heart
and mind.