Feiy's artwork she created on her iPad.

A Poem by Feiya Marie Rowland

The endless thoughts of fighting, shouting still remain in my head

Mind filled with despair

Bits and pieces of ash crumble apart to the floor unknowingly, without care

Hands clenched into one, waiting for a remedy

Hot air closing in this tight capacity

When will this be over, will we ever see the Light?

Or shall we fall deep, spiraling into darkness within.

-Feiya

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