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couch
Simple pleasures- The warmth and comfort Familiarity to fall back on ...A sanctuary of sorts Solid enough to cling to A protector, preserver of old Shielding from the outside Surrounded in a screen Untouchable by the world Gratefully- Sinking further into the cushions.
crouch
Hiding in the tall Savanna grass A tigress slides into position Ready to spring on her prey Muscles twitching in anticipation She lives for this, the thrill- the kill Wrestling the unsuspecting prey They never have a chance to flee The crunch of bones between her jaws Nothing compares to her lust for blood The cat springs from her crouch.
deer
Caught in the headlights Eyes growing wide Stuck at a crossroad Unsure which path to take Do I flee or stay and fight?
brick
You and I have built a wall, with each fight another brick goes up.
canvas
On the wall there is a white canvas. Staring at this canvas, I feel sadness. It could be something, yet isn't. Like me. Staring at this canvas, I feel lonely. Left alone to whither in the dark. Like me. Staring at this canvas, I feel comradeship. It is blank, colorless, empty. Like me. Staring at this canvas, I feel envy. While it is alone, at least it is still white and pure. Untouched and unbroken by the world. Unlike me. Staring at this canvas, I cry.
step
Step towards me, come into my world. See the beauty inside. The endless colors, vibrant, unforgettable. Hear joyous cries carrying into the night. Seeing the proud tree tips touch the skies. Experience God's world in full light. Step into my world. All it takes is a step.
expecting
I cannot be the perfection you wish to see, I'm struggling on the edge. What do you expect of me?