Happy new year, i haven't met you this year, thank you for being so consistent and still existing, i don't think i give you enough credit, you help me a lot, you put my pain to paper, you make me make sense of my mind, sometime, someday i'll heal, and i'm not sure if i'll still need you then, but maybe, i haven't got too much to say today, i think i just needed to talk to you a bit, maybe i can say that i'm still scared and i'm still contemplating if certain things are for me, but i can see Gods vision, i can see my prayers getting answered, i can see my problems fading little by little, and i am thankful, if you aren't religious i don't know, i don't know what i would do without my religion, it heals me and calms me and reassures me that i am okay, so happy new year, i hope we'll be okay.
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Until she was happy
PoetryHappiness is a privilege and i talk deep so this whole book is a possible trigger warning. Don't look at this as a way to find peace in your darkness, this doesn't offer that, look unto this as a way to hurt with someone else, and find peace in the...
