Somedays I wonder where I begin and where I end.I know I have a physical form, but I don’t always know where it is.Am I foolishly imagining my existence?Dreaming to be where consciously I’m not. The void of silence tells me all I need to know.What has been left unsaid,But evidently apparent,And yet somehow unfamiliar Read more
Gone are the days of youthful feminine naivety, When the willingness to balance the scales of justice felt dignified,As innocence coursed through veins at indescribable speeds. Encased within the comfort of my cocoon,I have waded the waters of intimate self-discovery,Tearing through the reflection of an unrecognizable image. I am no longer the caterpillar inching forward, Read more
