You dance across my mind
A feather in the winds of time
Perhaps I should've left you behind
A shadow in the memories you escaped from.
Your presence here is bitter-sweet
I regret that without you I am incomplete
For there in your eyes resides a piece
Of my soul which to you will forever belong.
YOU ARE READING
What it Means to Live and other poems
PoetryAn anthology of poetry based on my experiences with mental health, invisible illness, identity, and my journey of self acceptance and recovery. This book includes the following collections: Section1: What it means to live - Poetry looking at the hig...
