Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
I will find you a way out
I will find another way
This cruel life is not what was promised
This cruel life is not where I plan to stay
Soul trapped in a body
Forgetting it’s purpose and its “why”
Spirit overtaken by a television screen
Forgetting how to fly
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee