Noises
Nothing rings as loud
Or pierces your soul, or
Invades the mind
Simply by existing
Extching itself a memory that you cannot escape.
Sending your reeling each time it returns.
Friday 3rd January 2020 6:34 am
Butterflies
Like butterflies,
Wild thoughts fly through my brain.
Timid and unsure of what's in store
Am I safe? Will it change?
The hope is that you will finally be a safe place for me
Friday 3rd January 2020 4:02 am
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