Crying Out

Earlier, I stumbled across some poetry

Deep & dark as raven’s wings

that just seemed to scream “read me”

I didn’t go seeking it specifically

Driven by any morbid curiosity

but it had elements & feelings

deeply familiar to me,

Like anguish & grief

I could totally understand it all

It felt like the writer was in a place

That not long ago, I used to be

Crying out for healing

Longing to be free

By:J.N.R Dutton