Onward, breathe it in
Feel what brought you
to this place
that
all-consuming
desire
dreams are wild
but who says
that means they aren't real?
go on.
they
are
waiting.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the Lost and Found
Poetrythe joyous ache of releasing this rain how cathartic it is to speak these words and allow them to see the light of day
