clouds in my coffee – Colleen Keller Breuning

Tide

Tide I pray like falling rain and lightHiding within shadows of nightDrowning in the shallows of prideFor I don’t want to fight this tide. My veins pulse with a quiet dreadClouds in my coffee and in my headUnleashing all the tears I criedFor I don’t want to fight this tide. High above, the sky isContinue reading “Tide”