in the wide.

visiting me in my dreams
images of yesterday
why they linger 
why they still

where do they sit 
at such strong will?
i do not call them 
yet they haunt me still

i believe in my soul
that things happen...
i believe that the happenings show 
themselves if they would

or could. who knows?

the ship is set to journey out
the ropes are all untied
the sun just breaks over the horizon
and there is so much, out in the wide

out in the wide...

Day 13 #writeeverydamnday #writingchallenge # justwrite #writeyourselfalive #writeordie


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