09.24.21
Mixed feelings.
That's what I have,
So many mixed feelings
And it's so overwhelming.
Dreaming feels like trying to catch something,
But it's always out of reach.
I'm slipping
And I don't like it.
Living in a groundhog week
Wake up, work, study, clean, repeat.
It's wanting something so badly,
But knowing it won't ever come.
Knowing this makes it too painful,
It makes me not want to dream anymore.
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5. Healing Wounds, Fading Scars
PoetryIt's time to let go of the past, Time to let old wounds heal And these scars have finally begun to fade Time to let go Of all the resentment that I carry Of all my worries. Of the love that was never meant to be And the doubts that follow me. Somet...
