Summer Mather Poetry

Wanting to change,
Holding on too tight
Trying not fall’
Back in to the pit of disappear.
Wanting to control
My life, not having my weakness
Control, my path-

Breaking away again
Losing, my control..
My path, crumbling down
No going back, I must

Lean on my passion of
Intuition, mind and space.

Love your self,
Before you can love any else, That is true path I must stay to bring pure of light again.

Poet: Summer Mather