She wondered at 12 am,
Where her life was going,
She wondered at 1am,
What she was gonna do with her life,
She wondered at 3am,
What it would be like to start over,
She thought deeply at 4am,
About whether or not,
She could handle anymore,
At 5am she closed her eyes,
A single tear threatens to fall,
She falls a sleep,
Wishing that it would all fade,
Like dreams do when you wake up,
She wakes up the next morning,
Dried eyes and a harsh feeling,
But a little bit of faith,
That maybe today will be better.
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Short Poetry
PoésieThese are just short little poems that I just randomly come up with. Some of them may be triggering so read if you want to. Its just a little something for me to do to free my mind. I hope you enjoy =^w^= (BTW I own all rights to these poem, and wou...
