Perceptions
Found an old drawing
Sketched so many years ago.
Young face staring out.
The skin was vibrant and fresh.
The paper brittle, faded.
Thunderstorm
Bright flashes of light
The sound of the sky tearing
Overwhelming all.
Relationships
Born of the same blood
But not of the same mindset.
Words said in anger
Actions creating deep wounds
That never completely heal.