Light As A Feather

 

I just need

A soft place

To land

The world 

Is hard enough

I’ve been gathering 

feathers

With these hands 

Hoping it will be

Enough

I tremble under

The Cold moon

Another year

About to turn

Have I lost 

All direction

Where can I 

Return

I’m restless

I wander 

Lost in this maze

Pining

For a place

To rest

Because I haven’t 

Slept in days

I want more 

Than just the scraps

Of 2024

Fuck the fear 

Of this year

And the constant worry

Of those I hold dear

Survival mode 

Is overrated 

My adrenal glands

Are exasperated

I should not

Have to work so hard

To be able to rest

My heart is a hammer

Bruising my chest

Reminding myself

To breathe in fully 

And to release

All

That 

Is 

No 

Longer 

Fucking

Serving

Me.

💫Amber Comber