poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
I have a Colossal pain that lives deep inside the Earth of me,I don’t know how to hold it,Nor carry it within my arms, nor Caress its Respiration,Without it Breaking out of my Every Breath, every Sigh,This immense Confusion, this Sorrow,Ricketing through all my Joints,Choking at the tears, my Eyelashes are Breathless,and I am Weeping,But […]