whom shall I fear? no, not whom-- but only emotions near.
The nostalgia trip, or the gut-wrenching manifestation of past grief, I slip
But i remembered my journey through it all and into Your rest, I surrendered.
~tyc
I don't know why i came back to tumblr but it's got me back into my part-time poet self. also glad to know that it's still kicking around, 4 years later.
















