Secrets and Shadows
Mar 27, 2024
The midnight sun
Shines through my window,
As I lay in bed,
Trying to make sense of it all.
There are secrets
That I cannot tell,
An inner termoil
That I know too well.
The shadows of past
Mother of three. Freelance writer. Poet. Lyricist. Dreamer. “We are lost souls trying to find the light, and when we do, we dance with shadows.”