Hovering 



The helicopters are coming!!!!

I hear them up above.
I can feel them swirling around looking…
I wonder if they can see our broken hearts from that high place with that big, brilliant spot light? Can they see our disappointed lives? 
The years spent waiting with no replies? 
The living on auto pilot just to get by? 
The vague and bored lies… 
Hovering. 
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be rescued 
and seen… 
even in the sorrow 
and thought beautiful.
❤ Krystal Lynne