I am so tired.
My heart is a void,
tracks of dried salt
stain my cheeks.
Weathered am I,
frozen like stone.
Unable to open up
the caverns of my soul
to allow love to come in.
© Johanna Fugitt 2017
I am so tired.
My heart is a void,
tracks of dried salt
stain my cheeks.
Weathered am I,
frozen like stone.
Unable to open up
the caverns of my soul
to allow love to come in.
© Johanna Fugitt 2017