These ashes won’t last…

My writing is my release. I find it so hard right now to just relax at times. My insomnia coupled with tears and looped thoughts have become the friends that keep me company when sleep should be the visitor that I welcome in. My heart. My mind. My body. It all seems so heavy. My

Haiku 5/7/5

Learning to let go  No worries. Food to my Soul Love. Liberation