Dear younger self
I could warn you
A series of unfortunate events
Are heading to your coast
You'll lose a great deal
Including yourself.
However certain things
Must fall into place
In order for you
To become the version of you
That's needed.
For you'll move onward
And find shards of your self
Though glued together
You'll remain lost
But only to those.
Who are undeserving of you
So as to become
A pillar to a community
Of like in circumstance.
YOU ARE READING
LOST GIRLS
PoetryThose considering themselves lost girls of society. Godesses of creation among men. Or nymphs of nature. These poems were written for you.
