morning fog
some days it feels like I am
barely existing
above the waves of silence
the small still voice of black birds
©achosenword
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
morning fog
some days it feels like I am
barely existing
above the waves of silence
the small still voice of black birds
©achosenword
Depression is something I did not ask for but will not let stop me from the things I long for; achieving my dreams. In that darkness I face, the sparrow's singing, the ringing of hope will lead me to the light.
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