Survival of a Crow Hearted Girl
Clawing at my back down to the bone to try and find my soot stained wings
Blood in the welts Of where they lashed Badges of honour from a battle long fought
Tearing my skin To draw out my chain Remembering that I could fly once
Screams in the night Memories resurrect Hearing the call to run until I ache
Until my feet crack Until my knees fail Until the ground swallows me whole
– Joey Morris 2016 All my own work and design all rights reserved