A ballerina
blissfully bended
in blue
reaches out
into the
overbearing
embrace of
empty space .
Hopelessly
hankering for
the fondness
of a familiar face
to set all her
life's pieces
back into
place .
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Poetry by Hayden McCain
PoetryMy poetry that I wrote while in pain with my headaches because of hydrocephalus and my shunt keep failing me . The videos are my inspirations for my poems.
