Healing
by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON
Dried up sorrows, lost in thought –
The sun begins to rise.
Lost in darkness, found in fear –
Composed in light.
Crushed by thoughts of pain being felt –
Healed by love sustained,
Beneath the mountains, above the valleys –
Where they rise, they reign.
Lost in fear by storms pursuing –
The dimness of a room.
Walks as shadows, sees by vengeance –
Covets to produce doom.
Laughs by screaming, talks by shock –
Dies by its own fear;
From down below and up above –
Where it’s far, it’s near.