Poetry is my heart, anchors my soul, and documents my journey.
His mercy found me
cradled and bound me
In the absence of your voice,
your words float…
You weren’t supposed to be here.
I was yours. You were wrong to never see that. To never claim it.
I want to find you when you sleep. Reach through your dreams and wrap my arms around your waist.
You are the light that doesn’t speak.
That pain that steals my sleep.
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