Widdershins
July 24, 2012 § 1 Comment
It was everything it was nothing and now it’s gone. I can see the place we used to be, God, it’s so comfortable, so beautiful and now it’s gone. No one is speaking my true name, no one is stroking my true nature. It was everything it was nothing and now it’s gone.
You write your ache with utter clarity of soul…