Is it wrong to think of myself first?
After years of putting others before me, feeling like I've burst,
Putting my own joy on the back, is that a curse?
Is it wrong to want happiness and delight?
After life's struggles, I want things to be right,
Longing for contentment, like a guiding light.
Is it mean to follow what I truly love?
To break free from pain, like a soaring dove.
And find peace with someone, like a hand in a glove.
I hope you can understand and forgive,
As I chase love and joy, find the life I want to live,
With someone who can truly give,
What you couldn't, in our eternal abyss.
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The Sound of Silence
Non-FictionHave you ever dared to listen to the whispers of silence? It may seem like a deafening void, but if you open your ears and heart, you will uncover a tale that is yet to be told. It could be the story of a universe unfolding, the murmur of your own...
