& I’m the storm that doesn’t seek for a shore, Time and time again I’m reminded of the bruises I’m reminded of pain, a bit more I sway along, along the wind until I return to myself, holding my heart, the breeze will take me to where I dwell. I’m not sure what I’m racing against / but it’s taking me closer to the win, when I know, I’ll lose myself, then and there . #hmpoems #yqpoetry
