I stepped out into the evening sun
Felt the brisk air on my skin
I breathed in the scent
Of oncoming rain.
Today was the day
That I'd stop being afraid.
Afraid of all the wrong
And afraid to belong.
When the rain finally started
I dove headfirst
Into a new life for me
And the thoughts dispersed.
Everything that was bad
Was no longer
Everything that was sad
Was now stronger.
I am who I am.
I am who I'm meant to be.
And I finally decided that who I am isn't broken
It's just someone who I needed to be.
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Darkest Days
PoëzieThis is just a series of poems I've wrote. Some are rhyming, some are free-expression, and etc. Hope you enjoy.
