Inner Musings of the Brain

Coming to grips with my own mortality
They could be coming at me without just cause
Just because I was born the way I am
The feeling sad to say isn't new to me
It’s one I have had my whole live

The fear sets in once again
The hatred felt so strong
Without cause
Or reason
Just blind

Where is the love
Compassion
Choosing to see our best in others
Uplifting
Growing
Healing the great divide

20th of September
by jacque