~Future~

Angels

And shoeboxes

Empty

And beckoning

Your heart

Is made up of

Sterner stuff

Then that

The minute

you struggle,

that's when

you fall

even

If you do the

Right thing

There’s no

guarantee

it will turn out

the right way

Nicer

than flowers

dipped in honey

Yellow roses

Have

honeyed tongues

Finding

the little things

that get you through

the day
I guess in the end

it’s about surviving

Any way

you can
just keep

those band aids ready​
Because I know

I’ll be falling

for you soon
Sit down,

sweet thing,

sit down

I need a sign

I need to know

Things are gonna

Lookup

I’m calling on angels

Living on a prayer

Looking

For reasons

In the air

Uninvited

But flattering

Life is

sweet

sourer
enjoyable

Stressful

Step through

the bitter

To get to the happy

It’s worth

A try

Shoot an apple

Off my head

Confusion

Never stops

Ticking clocks

Raindrops

Echo

Their footsteps

Nothing else

Compares

Am feeling sleepy
Take me home

I’d rather

Make my own

Figures

And dreams

Like a hug

with words
Sometimes

when you have

bold words

you just want

to say something new


Stars glow

Like dark glitter

In the in the somber calm

I’m afraid to change

But I know

I need to

I don’t want

to run away

But I don’t

understand

Your name

Resounds

The future

is unknown

But it calls

to me

Somewhere

Someone

came up

with the idea

of in permanence,

Beauty

inevitability

of change


Your passion

has to go

somewhere

that's the

only place left

You're suffering

has to be good

for something.

Were the words

Worth the price?

Your Favorite

Story,

Whatever

it might be,

what is written

for only one

reader


~Sarah Mahina Calvello~