when you left me,
it gave me a choice
i had to make.
i could let the sadness destroy me
and give in to my negative thoughts.
i could give in to things i could
possibly get addicted to.
OR
i could take all the sadness
and use it as fuel to better myself.
i could move forward and still remain
kind and graceful.
i made my choice and with that decision,
i decided to make myself proud.
this time, i chose me.
YOU ARE READING
The Night The Stars Went Out
Poetrya book of poetry about love and the grieving of losing that love. i am writing this as i learn to heal through the breakup and heartbreak of losing the one person i loved. this is a book of vulnerability, sadness but also strength. you are heard, yo...
