POETRY
Inner Anarchy
Is there peace to be had?
What is this mayhem
festering like a boil in my soul?
A simmering rage is bubbling,
yet can’t be put into words,
without calling into question
the motives of people
around me.
What is this mayhem
festering like a boil in my soul?
A simmering rage is bubbling,
yet can’t be put into words,
without calling into question
the motives of people
around me.
Writing the Stories to Speak the Truth and deciding What We Play. Fiction and Non-fiction.
Searching for myTrue North, Strong & Free., Ehhhh?! Garden of Neuro sister & Queen of Snark! 👑