She was smudged with sage that
Dali and I gathered under the California sun
I have a twin bed and a lack of belongings
But have never felt like I belonged more
My mind doesn't run circles all night long
Looking for the best escape route
The one
Where
I Only
Hurt Myself
And
No one else
I don't feel like I am breathing underwater
Or that I need to hide my unhappiness
Or failed attempts at trying to be happy
I can just unfurl and finally trust me...
Amber Comber (May 2016)
