Feather

she’s drowning again wanting to escape, jumping right into the whale’s mouth one’s value isn’t defined by her ability to sing she’s been muted since she started flying instead of swimming , she’s drowning again in all her flaws “step into the light”, they said she re-emerges from the cloudy roads her vision is blurry,Continue reading “Feather”

Poem number 297

i have stopped counting the times i started crying for absolutely no reason i looked outside and saw these familiar yet strange faces faces of dogs going on a ride faces of couples in love faces of people inside the bright windows faces of people talking in the cafe at night faces of everyone, butContinue reading “Poem number 297”