We are two people,
Lost souls,
Seeking life.

The Earth
Watches,
Waits,
Gives hope.
I look at you,
Not nearly long enough.

People wonder,
Will it be us?
Only the test of time
Can show those answers.
If anyone could finish
This race,
It could be us.

Your sun-kissed lips
And smoldering breaths.
Our wildest dreams
Come from epic tragedy.

We are recycled pieces
Made from our past.
To be seen by you,
Vulnerable,
Fragile.
To love
You,
Vulnerable,
Fragile.

Our lives
Are torn.
Hearts marked,
Cut,
Broken.
We bleed,
As we allow ourselves
To shatter,
Lay bare
All our tainted pieces.

We hold the world
In our hands.
A future
Unclear,
Delicate,
Lovely.

We painted
Our journey,
Sky blue
Like your eyes,
Soft red
Like my cheeks.

Miles between us,
We collide
In cataclysmic beauty.

We are two people,
Found souls,
Seeking life.

 

 

 

Alanna Gray is 19 years old and has been writing since she was handed a pencil. She loves reading, and photography is also another big hobby of hers.