Coal

April 5th
Metaphorical/life poem:

>>Coal<<

her heart was a mine, being dug into day after day,

she attempted to find the diamonds of her heart

and to explore the caves deep in the mine...

but all she found was coal, causing her hands to turn black...

she threw the coal away and searched for more diamonds,

but she always came up short...

and as the days fled by, one after another, the pressure in the cave grew...

the coal turned from black rock, to beautiful diamonds...

she produced diamonds through the pressure of life.