Through My Eyes

How do I express pain?

It is through metaphors.

Nature is the one who I trust better than myself

to hold my pain and my happiness.

Nature is who I trust to see me,

as I see it as my reflection.

The cracks in the leaves,

the vibrant and dull colours.

The patterns we see everyday

and in every season.

The consistency found

in the sun setting every day

and rising the next.

The music coming from within

and the things that surround us.

The stillness it faces without wind

and the chaos.

It gets really loud sometimes,

but also brings peace.

We know the flowers will bloom,

the same way I know I will.

I see nature with eyes

not many are gifted with.

The same way I see myself differently, than the world

The only difference I see between nature and I,

is the ease it has to rain