The Windowsill

Sitting in the windowsill of my bedroom with my knees pulled up to my chin feeling powerless and full of hate

Once upon a time

A jet stream blew in one day and merged the paralleling winds creating a gale force storm like no other before.

Temporary Blindness

Some instincts were created as part of a defense mechanism and they are no longer needed but they are still there laying low beneath the surface of your smile.

Anger

You are not responsible for the angry choices of others, only your own.