July 20, 2017
I make myself bare,
Expose my soul,
Hoping he will see,
Will care,
Perhaps,
As he once did
I teeter,
Foolheartily,
Walking on a line
Of sanity
I weave my heartstrings
And hang my tapestry,
Aware,
indifferent
that the world can see.
Published by Vanessa
Mother, WRITER, artist, student, dreamer, civil and human rights activist,
humanitarian, minister in process, mystic, sentient being.
I write to remember; I write to discover; I write to understand; in order to be closer/higher/connected.
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