The Willing Captive (Poem #76)

She remembered falling down

always falling, never reaching the ground

she remembered climbing up

seeing shadows from the top


Then she heard a voice below

a voice from someone so well she knows

without a second thought

she let go of everything she used to hold

“take me” she whispered

“willingly” he answered


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Forever Winter

Just reading and writing my way out of this messy adult life! I have transitioned from having piles of notebooks stacked underneath my bed from writing on the internet and allowing people worldwide to read.

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