Losing control of what’s supposed to be....
Losing the fear I once held inside of me.
Allowing the wind to maneuver my body I wish I had done consciously .
I’m starting to Understand what it means to Be Free flowing...letting the rain pour on my sorrows...watching them be transient through space time
fear of being alone.
I watched them all drown in their own blood.
I keep finding myself in this sweet disposition. Knowing I’d be lying if I said it didn’t bring me sadness To lose all I thought I was - leaving me bare finding the need to start over and create a version of myself I feel was always lost.
I crumbled into my own soul accepting my barren heart awaiting for things to get easier.