I see myself looking out It is the moon in me, outshining the brightest city I bathe myself in shades of light, even my darkest aspects glow I turn myself around, space is spinning I wane into utter darkness, then no one sees me. Hidden in the earths blind spot, I forget that I shine. … Continue reading
I know the pain of separation. Dissension. I feel it everyday, the quaking ache of my throat. My voice and my feelings stuck inside for so long. The ache to not look to please others, the ache to say exactly what I am thinking, to sing out, to shout, to cry, to explore the possibilities … Continue reading
