As it flashes between shades of purple and blue
                              I find myself thinking of you
                              It lights up the sky
                              Like you lit up my day
                              And pushed all the clouds away
                              It warns planes of the buildings
                              And keeps them from crashing into us
                              The way that you were always there to steady my legs when they were shaking 
                              And show me the way when I'd fallen
                              You both keep me from getting lost
                              In the jungle of concrete and people
                              And maybe that's why I take so much comfort
                              In seeing it tower over the skyline
                              Standing tall and proud 
                              And completely unabashedly unafraid to be itself
                              Never changing to please anyone
                              And maybe that's why I feel so much calmer
                              When I stand by the glass walls
                              Holding my hands back with sheer will
                              And watch it with a smile on my face
                              As I struggle not to reach out and touch it
                              As if it wasn't so far away
                              Because it brings me much more joy
                              Than any landmark should
                              But maybe that's because
                              It reminds me of you
                              And shows me that I can be
                              Strong
                              Tall
                              Proud
                              Brave
                              Passionate
                              Important
                              And one day maybe
                              I'll mean something to someone
                              The way that you meant everything 
                              To me
                                      
                                          
                                   
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With Broken Wings (2013)
Poetry"Take these broken wings and learn to fly again." This is my own personal story of overcoming my demons and my grief. I define my recovery. ι'ℓℓ вє уσυя ѕнσυℓ∂єя тσ cяу ση, уσυя яσcк ωнєη уσυ'яє ησт ѕтяσηg ι'ℓℓ вє уσυя нєαят ωнєη ιт'ѕ вяσкєη, му α...
 
                                               
                                                  