“they cannot see the emptiness that is in their hearts”
cold dull ache
tugs at my chest
empty hole
demands
to be filled
yearning.
for the calming
rush of a
deep breath
oh to be
a steady tree
leaning
in the breeze
“they cannot see the emptiness that is in their hearts”
cold dull ache
tugs at my chest
empty hole
demands
to be filled
yearning.
for the calming
rush of a
deep breath
oh to be
a steady tree
leaning
in the breeze