A Woman Author and Writer

I just started hitting this down.  What is it that I sorely need Photo by Anna Tarazevich Alone in the dark In a field waiting for life Underwater where I escape most I feel the beauty of desertion the gaping holes in me  Sagging skin and porous mane I dont see The liberation of disappearance  I once feel again  Though desertion is what you all see I feel rooted To some I may be buried But I'm actually immersed Not even to the knowledge to myself  Outbreak to freedom  A flight to liberation Though this is what you may see I feel the departure to the arrival me

 I just rewrote a song that I did a while back. Apparently this is what happens to you when you are left around so much lavish. Oh, oh..... Photo courtesy Amazon . Glasses Coated with Gold Verse So bored with disgust Can't compare my lethargy With words that come out of my mouth Please forgive me for speaking my boredom is beyond tears Chorus All I know  are the glasses coated with gold the freedom to run play limitlessly Verse A desire to behold A monument, That fine white house  on the hill to be mine which all led to chancy foot skating on a flowing river where ducks drown I could see to the bottom where I hear the ice crack as I was gently lifted to my state where I was supposed to be I needed more fun to the farthest place  I can run a queen to be,  a show of me,  in a play for everyone to see