That weird shine on slanted rooftops after the rain.
The steady determination of ivy creeping up a wall.
Soft, purring sounds from a happy feline.
Feeling a warm sense of pride when creating something.
Early mornings before anyone else is awake.
Butterfly kisses on bare, exposed shoulders.
Mysterious pathways leading somewhere new.
Dew highlighting spiderwebs in the dawn's golden light.
The sky filled with countless stars outshining a dark moon.
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Ghostwriter
PoetryLiving with mental illness can oftentimes trap one within the inner maze of their mind. In that place, dreams, fears, wishes, and regrets all compile together to create a new world far from the one we physically exist in. At times, it becomes easy t...
