Sep 2020
you painted
on my skin
permanently
the image
of being lost
a tree without
roots
tossed by the
wind
looking for a
home
a place to be safe
it was an
image of me
then and now
how did
you know
on my skin
permanently
the image
of being lost
a tree without
roots
tossed by the
wind
looking for a
home
a place to be safe
it was an
image of me
then and now
how did
you know
