it is only until our words are read
that they truly come alive
Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 1:34 PM UTC
to her fragile past
wrapped in a shaking shadow
light fell silently
and broke on her silhouette
fading the seams of darkness
Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 1:31 PM UTC
sunlight shatters on my shoulders
blessing my soul with hope
~
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 4:52 PM UTC
Here we are, backwards, forwards and around once more,
Our lives a game of emerge and retreat,
Craving the purpose we had before,
Preparing ourselves for when it will repeat.
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 7:01 AM UTC
