It’s a scary thing involving sacrifices and ghostly beauty
pressure gasping for air that irrevocably murders the aching
a never ending psychosis of dull love and fear for the sorrow
streets uninfested with the neverness of life and potential hope
home is a people it is a dry solitude it is a freedom
Enjoy the little things
come in and have a cup of tea
Sharing sewing, crochet and home cooked inspiration!