My life is cursed
Or am I the cure,
My body aches
For so much more.
Was I created
By mistake,
Is there a sign
Or a path to take.
Is anyone else there?
Or I am too blind,
Living in Braille
With colour to find.
I might be lost
Or am I home,
Nothing is certain
When you ache alone.


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13 Responses to Direction

  1. newrana says:

    A great piece!! 🙂


  2. One thing is certain, Katrina – you’re a writer – and a very good one!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Powerful and beautiful.


  4. Coyote from Orion says:

    Waning moon. Full expression of the mother decreses through a dance spiraling down…
    The black widow spins….🦉🕷

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Simon says:

    I feel this kind of ache too, like it’s a yearning for something but you don’t know what. I like how you expressed this 🙂 xo


  6. Avalon Greene says:

    Good to read your works again!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. simonfalk28 says:

    Beautifully written and painfully poignant.

    Liked by 1 person

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