Dear Younger Self,
To whom it may concern,
How are you? How is it back then? Are you enjoying it? I know I did.
Thread ever-lasts, never let it slip to that past.
Please enjoy it forever- you'll end up missing it in the end.
All you strive to exist, all is missed.
It will be bringing many surprises, as well as paving the path for your very future.
Pave this thread, difficult to thrive whilst pushing away the dead.
Do not worry though, and carry on and flourish within the time that lay ahead; be prepared and open-minded, and never fear the future.
Worrisome wonders present fireworks of flourish; spark inside grows for the unattainable.
Be happy and kind and cherish the thread in which you exist, for it'll disappear before you know it- you'll be missing everything soon enough.
Cherish-able thread, fantasy alert; missing her inside your head.
The remainder of it all will come easy but may seem difficult; it'll pass.
Storm is past, far beyond fast; new desire doubtful like the lasts.
The time will be rough yet fun, but guess what- it'll pass.
Pass through portal, another realm of her own; a spirit long gone.
Your final years in the district will come eventually- even if you're stuck in a global pandemic, protests, and more, it'll pass.
Here we are, fabled collapse towards ending; relief of pained nostalgia plastered across northbound map.
Time really does fly; whether you're having fun, struggling, or just simply living, time flies.
Plague only arrives, tsunamis of olden eras, heart-struck and stuck.
Remember that, cherish that.
Cherished, remembrance ultimately all-too frequent.
You'll meet someone you'd never expect, whilst trying to overcome the heartache of missing someone old.
Heartache overcome, yet fell from aligned stars before her secretly.
You'll meet many who you'll recall every time a wave a nostalgia is carried within the wind.
For they shall stand faded against threads to pursue.
You'll meet someone for the first time, then come to remember forever and always.
Delve deep enough, accuracy of forever aspect sheds unforgettable light.
Life is life. Life is hard. Life is full of many wonders and works in strange ways.
Wondrous atrocities endorse astronomical instances.
Embrace it- I know damn well you will.
Struck for being stuck in old days of gold.
Learn to live more, love more, be hopeful and this time be calmer and cooler than ever- it might bite you in the ass later if you aren't, heh.
Fangs pierced so deep, failure to uphold promise given henceforth then.
Keep dreaming, keep writing, keep true to yourself- it helps a lot.
Dreaming dreams drove to impale, works shed tears to art, for the blade threatened her heart.
Within every dream take a step forward, let it be embraced and mark the beginning of your journey.
Inevitable endeavors, remember stardust, we are.
Never forget that.
Never fade, shimmers ignited.
I know you won't.
She's all to your scars, never-ending stars in dream-lit atmosphere.
Most importantly, thank you for creating the person I am today- I literally couldn't have done it without you.
Dreamed dreams, leading to this continuation, gratitude within fate greets me at these gates.
Stay gold.
Altered gold
Sincerely,
Yet, amongst sincerity
Daniya
I'm still me.
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Threads Deep Within
PoetryMore poetry since the other one reached limit of parts! Book 1 is "Heartfelt Messages, or Something Like That". This is book 2. Thank you! 7/18/21-8/22/22
