you hear it...
from that empty place inside
where the burning, churning ache
builds a barricade of doubt -
"HOLD BACK!"
the forked tongue hisses...
and every time,
you listen.
But today...
You hear her.
Clarity fills the void.
You run to the rhythm of her truth.
"Push through," she says.
And this time,
You believe
YOU ARE READING
Catalyst
PoetryArt is science. Science is art. To seek to prove this hypothesis is the greatest adventure. Breathe deep. Enjoy the ride. All it takes is one spark to ignite the passion of imagination, ambition, desire, or a dream that can change the world. You ho...
