Softness

by Emily

The cruel pangs of reality stab at my side,

A constant reminder of a fight left to fight,

The haunting concept of a pain left to live.

A softer idea brushes the edges of my mind,

A more promising reality of endings and beginnings,

 Of softness, and tiredness, and wanderings.

To let go of the world,

Surrendering, giving,

to the serenity beyond.

Oh! To let go, of my worries and problems,

Of my secrets and pains,

Never to be told,

 to the eyes that don't see,

 to the lives that don't live.

 To be free of the pressures,

of the swirling indifference,

 that consumes the world around me.

Surrendering to softness,

To a world with less to hold.