I walk alone the winding path,
With each step I keep track,
Counting every second on my way,
Hoping that I won't fall back.
I count the moments in my head,
As I try to make it through
One by one I count each beat,
Hoping that I don't break and screw.
The numbers seem to be never ending,
As each moment passes by,
I count the days, the hours, and all in between,
Hoping to get through this time and try.
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My poems
PoezieJust a collection of the different poems I have written A bunch of different themes and basically just a digital form of my note book but I'm posting them here because I'm just girl 🎀
