Good morning world

Watching a clock; Fear spear depths Instead of tick-tock ‘I hear footsteps’ It may be “the help” that I longing for The guarantee: out of ‘Sadness core’ A forgiven rope, to drags me to shore A hope to realise that I’m not the fore “I do not” give myself: my own Worth As ‘I did […]

via Here. — Ricardo Sexton