When you finally take the time
to see outside of yourself
within those rare fleeting moments
I am screaming on the inside to be heard
That is your greatest opportunity
to grab hold and watch me surrender.
What happens when words whisper? They form poetry. They tell stories. They breathe life. Right here…
When you finally take the time
to see outside of yourself
within those rare fleeting moments
I am screaming on the inside to be heard
That is your greatest opportunity
to grab hold and watch me surrender.