Soft Again
I want to be soft. Soft, gentle, and caring. Humble and comforting to others, kind to everyone. To help others grow and be sunlight others. To say the things that matter and protect those in need. I want to be soft, no matter what people say.
I am a gentle soul, taught to fight wars, and now I’m learning to lay my weapons down. They don’t want to hurt me, they need help. I’ll take up heart instead of arms, a shield instead of armor. I lay my sword here, and this warrior comes to rest.
I want to be soft again.












