Raised to fight my sisters, fight myselfEmotions battered, bruisedNo marks left that anyone could…
You’ll tell
the world a story
Each new dawn bringsa new beginning -
proof that hopeis embedded incelestial rhythms.
Forgiveness is the cure
walking on the sandy shoresof my private island where i keep my secrets share my stories in an effort to keep myself sane
you keep telling me your tongue is inspired by the thought of me and pink parts ofmy inner princess presenta truth of…
in a long forgotten cavern in the wasteland of my heart a valve opened in the dust of the ruin you’d left a cherub drew an arrow waking…