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)
You don’t remember falling
But you must’ve fallen… reasons why you were born crying
You forget what you’ve forgotten
You think they’ll think you’re insane
When you deny your new name
So you shut out what you remember
A haze of a spirit entering a body
Energizing this entity
Your secret is safe
Even you can no longer tell
The truth from the myth
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee