Musings & Discussions

This Is My Story.

This is my attempt, To take my life back after two decades, To hold my own hand in the dark and walk this path alone. To stop pouring myself into bodies     that are already full, To stop trying to hold hands with people whose palms are clenched into fists. This is my fling, To try… Continue reading This Is My Story.


Am I Allowed To Dream of You?

Am I allowed to dream of you? Holding hands and talking loud When humans are asleep? My back to the wall, legs crossed Your arms around a pillow, Talking about how our days went And how we're looking Forward to the weekend. Am I allowed to think of you? As mine, belonging to me and… Continue reading Am I Allowed To Dream of You?