It was never a part of my plan
Nor would I have chosen it
Yet here I'm at the very end
I lay within two crossroads
One where I cry
The other I cry too
Yet I step forward moving on
My steps grow heavier
My heart grows weaker
Yet I'm walking away
Further
Further
Until the end is my new beginning
There go the candles
There goes the cake
The wishes come pouring
And I walk Further
Farewell is in order yet my heart grows heavy
Maybe it will be worth it
Maybe it's doom that awaits me
But what choice do I have?
Within the crossroads I'm pushed
Further
Further
Until there is no sign
There is only me
Me and the rest of the world
The work of isolation continues
Just as I step into a new chapter
My prime or my demise?
Time will tell
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This is the end of this book. The journey of my teens summarised into a book. The thoughts are the ugly side of what I went through but it is not everything as I didn't write as much as I used to at one point. As I write this, I'm already 20 so it is time I close the chapter of my teenage years. It was different alright and a lot has changed yet I have remained and maybe that's okay too. I hope this was somewhat relatable and helped some of you heal along the way. See you in my next book. Good luck to everyone battling their teens. It doesn't get easier, but somehow you'll find yourself on the other side.
Take care,
Sera
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PoetryAge comes with a lot of surprises and mainly nothing good. "The old me is still there but she is too hurt" A look into my teens. Credits to @MissFischee98 for this wonderful gift (cover)
