My Mind; A Collection

~Stay~

I've always been afraid of time for it was always running away,

I never thought I'd be introduced to stay.

I knew leaving like the back of my hand,

Time and time again with leaving, they formed a band.

A band restricting my heart as it clenched it in its grasp,

Just to let go, leaving me stuck in a trance.

One only broken for the first time by stay,

Who would've thought, I'd thought I'd never see the day.

The day that stay would become my friend and grace me with its never ending abundance of joy, a life I didn't think I could enjoy.

So when leaving comes to leave its impression, don't forget to meet stay along the way, it's quite good for depression.

Personifying feelings is so cute to me, bc I imagine colored blobs with stick arms and stick legs walking around

we stand with Palestine