Thanks
It was cold and windy. Celebration a distant memory. The day felt hollow and empty.
Here
I am sitting beneaththe rain of contemplation,wanting a relationshipfree of ridiculous expectations. I dream of nightswith intimate conversations.I want to experience companionshipwithout stipulations. I am longing for the sunshine.
Muted
I crumble at the noise; the deafening sound silences my joy.
Polluted
Our world is burning; the flames fanned by rhetoric. The old continues overshadowing the new. We’re exhausted from the cynicism. Campaigns of unkept promises. We want to retire the unchanged.
