dusty mattern

Every few months

She disappears

She hides

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The sun is almost gone for the day

It is that time before nightfall and daytime

The in between

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Sometimes we get lost in the wind

When a large gust blows

Our spirit gets caught and taken away

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When we are away or leave

We hunger for the scent of home

We wish for something familiar

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What did you want to be

As a child keeps growing

You know, all the happy

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She always stood in the shadows

Quiet and invisible

Yet watching and listening

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The monsters were never under my bed they are inside my head

Telling me "I'm not good enough"

I try to ignore them but the louder they get they tell me things like

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I feel unlovable

Like no one is going to truly love me for me

I mean you can tell me you love me all you want

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I was born this monster. And yet I found peace. I didn’t run from who I am.

I didn’t live on lies. Conforming to any groups social decrees. Or choose fancy fucking labels.

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Sometimes may seem that we are guided even pushed towards something as we move towards it

It also appears that we are walking away from something else maybe even running from it towards our new desti

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