we tramped the streets
and hiked the trails.
we invented mountains of our own
to explore and conquer
as the wild queens.
our kingdom,
held together by rust and dirt,
is still the one place
to breathe
and run free.
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mayhem.
Poetrya collection of poetry that delves into the longing and freedom that comes with growing up as an undiagnosed bipolar, and how it feels to come out on the other side.
