They never really ended, did they?
The medicine wears off, left restless.
She misses, longs for his words.
Her child breathing gives her life.
Fear, excitement in the journey: birth.
Composed of contradiction, breaking the mold.
Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
They never really ended, did they?
The medicine wears off, left restless.
She misses, longs for his words.
Her child breathing gives her life.
Fear, excitement in the journey: birth.
Composed of contradiction, breaking the mold.
10/1/2018
I am learning
everything
like I was
just born;
Born:
alive,
aware,
awake,
ready
to know
what comes
next.
Green and blue
Purples yellows
Oranges
Teal
And I love
You.