Staying Up all night to purge the thoughts that haunt me
To give clarity in my once vacant mind.
But now cluttered with hundreds of to do list and should've and could've and only if
Doubts blind my judgement leaving me in the far-flung corners of the world
Where emptiness is a bliss
coming up only to be reincarnated into the weeds you pull out in Spring.
YOU ARE READING
Don't forget to water the roses
PoetryPoetry for The weary, for the undecided and "can't hide it" for the somedays and will be's for the love struck and the newbies. These words will flood your mind with inspiration, how to learn to forgive, and love. Not just someone else but yourself.
