I Want to Live, and Run with All the Wild Horses of Our Tribe.
Tonight we will run with the wild horses of our tribe streaking across the twilight sky, calling out our names and demanding the night to release us.
Browsing Tag:
choke
Once Upon a Tide of Tears. {poetry}
We don’t cry after years of absorbing others’ fears that we’ll never stop or we’ll go mad.
But madness lies in the very lies that choke our cries so we can go with the 'Fine' status quo.
The Cycle Of Freedom. {poetry}
You lit a fire that raged through the river of our honesty.
You blew winds that crashed and trashed
Against the crippled creek I had allowed you to wade in.