In pursuit of the real ‘me’…..
The trickle mark left by a tear drop on a rosy cheek,
Our love was always Unequal
Princess in a castle, you are
No tears you knew nor care
Every infant is born with an innate ability to empathize. Have you ever walked into a kindergarten class full of crying kids…
I was an EddySending ripples far and wideEbbing back into my core unawares
I struggled to catch my breath again.
Lungs brimming with water, exhausted legs flailing in the waves, as I hang holding on to the parapet. I couldn’t swim another feet. No, that is an understatement. I couldn’t swim another second.