these words never cease to amaze me
as they come storming from their vault
relentless expulsion
pleading for freedom
only to make room for more
and each and every time
I try to bleed down
an uncharted channel
the tides bring me back home
and in the final recite
all weave their way
through mirrors
and from underneath
invisible cloaks
caressing and holding
revealing what is
and will always be
the best story ever told
was the one I never finished

© Copyright 2014 Melissa Leigh Clarke. All Rights Reserved.

About Melissa Leigh

I believe that every life is full of endless moments that help you, hurt your, change you, inspire you, and allow you to mold yourself into the best version of yourself that you can possibly be. Stories exist in all of us and need to be shared in order to grow.
This entry was posted in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to unfinished

  1. THE DAY DREAMER says:

    This is beautiful,for i sense honesty and simplicity in your words.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s