Ex HS teacher working on my next phase of growth. I’ve come down with an astonishing case of writing.
a dry leaf tumblingcarried by the wind, scuttling,lost, directionless
Silenced by nagging doubt,by yet another bout of insecurity,words have lost their purity, turnedinto ashes burned by my mind.
sinking anchor weight
snarls my heart and drags it down
through my murky depths