Voluntary withdrawal.
Into thistle thorns
to places where no one else goes.
Finding our solaces as before, yet now complete and not alone.
With those who stay beside me in safety and care for ourselves,
Still, we lose and leave, gathering pieces of ourselves.
#OnePicPoet # 100
She runs
Into those woods again
So deeply
I let her go
I will not dampen her wild spirit again
She is the falcon
She does not belong in this world
It does not deserve her
Only CC can hold her
I watch the gate
I hold the keys
Whoa to those who get past me
Worse awaits them