It's been 2 years
Since everything changed
It's been torture
I hated it
I miss the old me
The careless one
The opinionated one
The fearless one
She lost her way
So she ran
So far
Left me alone
I was vulnerable
I was emotional
I was broken
I was alone
But...
At the same time
I was being
Me
The me I always hid
The me I didn't like
The me I didn't believe
The me I wanted dead
She'll never leave
She's stuck
Forever
But that other girl
Miss independent
Miss carefree
Miss stand up
Miss stand out
She has returned
She will protect me
Forevermore
She's back
...
She's back for good
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
