When I die I want to be buried upon a page with my heart being the ink of my life

Written by E.M.Rushton
June 2019
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I have so much to write about
Yet none of is with me
So I close my eyes
To open my heart
Don’t think
Just feel
And the words appear
My heart goes like a sponge
******* all that my soul feels
and drips letters that tell of what I don’t know.
God , it’s so beautiful
To see my creation
Through my own blindness
My fingers know more than my mind as the type faster than I can think
Don’t think , just spill from my body all that is within
Don’t think!

Written by E. M Rushton
June 4th 2019

As I walk alone
Within my mind
The seeds you’ve sewn
Are so entwined

The doubt I think
Of who I am
Ashamed,  I shrink
Your words did slam

You will not win
Ill fight with all
Someday I’ll grin
Walk proud and tall

Until that day
You laugh at me
My heart you slay
Until I’m free

Written by E. M Rushton
Aug 6th 2018

Nothing means everything ,and everything means nothing ,to the heart.

My heart is heavy
But not of weight
But of the ayer of your words
As they drip poison drops of nothing yet everything
Nothing is heavier , heavier than weight itself

Written by E.M.Rushton
June 3 rd 2019

Someday I hope to write something that will grow wings within your heart and let it soar high above all that weighs up your mind . I hope my words allow your soul to sing louder than the noise that clutters your abilities , and you release your magic light upon the darken world of all , whom walk seeing ,yet are blind.  I hope that my words are your life jacket as the current of life grips you ,and you swim ashore to those awaiting for your return . I hope when I’m gone from this life , my words are still used to guide you into a beautiful sunset at the end of the day. To know my simple words , allowed you to dance with tears , either of sadness or happiness, That’s what I wish of my written words .

Written by E. M . Rushton.
May 30th 2019 ©️Copyright reserved 2019