abandoned too left discarded no longer part of someone’s life scraps scraped & tarnished battered & broken no longer needed heaped piled mounded in a mass waiting to be hauled off some call trash some
abandoned covered in graffiti with no meaning splashes of color initialed hearts of couples that no longer exist some call it art most look at it in a sketchy way what happened to this once upon
BG your you time to come on and get on with it time to trust your instincts insights and intuitions time to construct self-affirming self-awareness self-esteem …………………habits this is not oz clicking your heels
heaven’s door bleak but not without hope colors faded by a morning mist digging deep to release the courage hidden within scavenging for the strength that’s rooted to one’s soul it’s not buried rotting and decaying it has not departed fleeted
