Poems from FairyLights7
This was a year of firsts.
First time recognizing the abuse, first time moving out of the house.
First time really feeling like I didn't...
Colors are simple, as happiness should be.
I often find my myself drenched in multicolored lights,
Feeling bliss that is new and exciting...
Eyes Open.
Yawn. Strech. Groan. Stand.
Lights On. Pajamas Off. Dayclothes on. Eyebags Gone.
On With Makup. On With Shoes. On With Life. ...