From the Heart of Tissy Taylor

I woke up Monday with the entire first verse pouring out, fumbling for my notes app on my phone in the wee hours….took few days to figure out what I wanted to do with it…enjoy

And just a poem not personal 🙂

What’s wrong with me
Aint, what it seems
A damn bursts
Whats left of me
It all feels
So bloody empty

What’s wrong with me
All of this blue
Casting stones
Won’t you help me
Help me please
Pray for my release

What’s wrong with me
Nothing to see
Lost in time
This wretched mind
Spinning wild
Lonely is the child

What’s wrong with me?

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