Cocoon
Micro poetry I envy my future self that will rise from the ashes of a past torched by the spark of vindication I ignited inside me. As of now, I am content being in this cocoon of grey, black and white that I created for me. Both of which keeps me away from my present self that befriends lies and contempt to survive. This post is a part of Blogchatter WAPAD #writeapageaday challenge.