Barking at the wind

Allison Montoya
Dec 5, 2024
1 min read

I cannot wait to bark into the wind. My fury will fly into the sky. You never hear me anyway, so now I may spread my ire along the way. May it meet better hearts and minds. Even though you have inspired me, I am in pain, not ecstasy.

The wind takes every feeling I cannot hold.

I hope to empty my heart of its aching.

I will always love you, even when I am breaking…

…you bastard.

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