#206 Torn,

Torn were the wings that
attempted to soar and to
fly up to their dreams.

-♥-

-CW

#205 Silence,

Silence was disguise,
it listened to my thoughts and
my inner feelings.

Emptiness arrived,
shoving through burning wounds and
settled into home.

-♥-

-CW

#204 Yearn,

The heart is empty,
the cries of her inner soul
yearning to be free.

-♥-

-CW