with hopes to help someone feel less alone
The morning dew scatters over my wings. My throat is dry. I cannot sing. I can't quite clear it As I try to speak. My voice is raspy and weak. I want to sing at the top of my lungs Like no one is watching, like no one is listening. I try to sing and nothing… Continue reading stunnedBird
Here's the thing... The person you see is me. But also, she's not me. Not from what I can see. Here's the thing... I'm lost. But not for much longer. I can feel another Coming through. She's becoming stronger. I must do what I must do. And I have to be Ready for anything. I… Continue reading Alien Thoughts (1)
