And maybe the stars weren't written for me
Maybe I was made to never be seen
But I do think that the shadows are
something I like
And I do think that I'm whole even alone
Even though my edges are a little
roughly sewn
And I do think that I am happy sometimes
Even though I cry myself to sleep most nights
And I do think that there is a reason for my life
Even though no one sees it even in the light
And I do think that I can be okay
Even though I'm hardly going through my day
And I do think that I am lost
Even though I only wander
when my eyes are closed
And I do think that we should fight for our souls
Even though mine is a long lost cause
But there is always a reason to stay
Maybe a little spark in the dark display
Maybe a quiet laugh in the silence
Maybe a warm hand in the freezing madness
But I do think that I am a warrior
Even though my armour is broken
Even though I don't have the faith anymore
Even though my weapon is weaker than a fork
Even though my words aren't heard in this world
I do think that I can be whole
I just need to burn my edges
a little bit more...
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Things I wish I've kept
PoetryThose are all a little poems I wrote. Some of them I was scared to publish and some I couldn't wait to share. I hope you enjoy them and maybe find a piece of yourself in some of them. Stay healthy!<3
