#109-Freedom


There are parts of me

Hidden in darkness

Behind closed doors.

Ghosts created in the cold of night

As the world sleeps

But not I.

Cracks start to appear

As days slowly wane,

And fears fade.

Even ghosts get tired and old.

Perhaps it is time,

To let them go…

 

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

You may also like

#1845-Viewpoints

#1844-Let go

#1843-Blocked

LEAVE A COMMENT

About Us

Pictures and Words

She's Susanne, he's Sasan. She takes pictures, he writes words. We call it our "Growing Old Together" project...   read more...

Follow Us

RECENT POSTS

#1845-Viewpoints

19/08/2022

#1844-Let go

18/08/2022

#1843-Blocked

17/08/2022

#1842-Sunset

16/08/2022

#1840-Arrow

14/08/2022

#1839-Hiding

13/08/2022

#1838-Reflections

12/08/2022

BY DATE

August 2022
M T W T F S S
1234567
891011121314
15161718192021
22232425262728
293031