To wonder what could have been...
A father & a mother together....
The possibilities are endless.
But to deal with less & make it more is growth.
To heal from it & let it go is to go fourth in that unseen fourth lane you never noticed with all those tears that lay at the fall of both your eyelids.
To unpack & fold.
To open the blinds & be blinded by yellow & orange light.
To go on and make a light & to be right with God.
Open that one book & face that mirror, to fall in love with oneself again.
To dance once more & stop wondering whether they're a devil missing a horn or a unicorn.
To remind your parent of that one meme that means everything.
To walk on that soil.
To rest & not feel like less when the pain is less.
To stop repeating that one song that just sends cold waves up your chest, to a cause that is sadness.
For that one moment you wake up @5am & feel better than you did yesterday.
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As It Was B4 But Now.
PoetryAs it was b4 but now is Tasha Cindy Kunda's second poetry collection wrapped in with a few stories. Expressing herself as she heals and grows from situations and expresses herself in the perspective of her own eyes and others. This poetry collectio...
