I write because
my heart is wild and
untameable
yet the world has
come to my door with leather
whips in their hands and
bullets firmly held
in their teeth
so, the wolves have
come in pack
to my rescue
in a collection of words
under the impression of the moon
to restore the
light of my sanity
of which were carefully
tucked beneath their claws
-iridium-
YOU ARE READING
Heartland
PoetryShe reigns her heart , a chaotic kingdom, a sacred land. 'Poems find you , let it be' - Nayirrah Waheed
