Lacework Iridescent, delicate Sunlit natural wonder All else falls away Gossamer
She focused so hard on breaking through the walls, that she neglected to thrive once she made it into the light.
My days seem so out of focus As I stumble along, lost and confused Landmarks and mile markers Point in the wrong direction Fog rolls in, blurring my vision Pitfalls and hidden obstacles Make my path treacherous Then I see it… A point of light A single spot of clear focus A moment of clarity. Enough … Continue reading It’s all a blur
Adrift in on the wide-open sea, I am trapped inside my own prison. Unable to enjoy the world outside, I hide in a cage built of self-doubt. Abandoned on a lonely beach, The vultures pick my bones.