A bedroom; a sanctuary
with cognitive colors permeating.
Artistry makes the day
instead of a stronger motive for pay.
But paralysis put its foot down already,
moreso that to convince me that life won't be steady
for awhile;
it's far beyond miles.
How to move forward
with only so much until I'm literally hurt?
It's like the older times in which
I'd have to grow from nothing; that's the unfortunate sitch.
YOU ARE READING
indoors.
PuisiWhat's a college junior to do when her young adulthood has been robbed of a rainbow of events, support, more than one tight bond, and life lessons? The birth of this collection of poetry.
