Dear past me,
I know what you'd say to me
I know you'd say I'd messed up my life.
But really, it was all you.
How?
You'll know.
For now, I can't say
what really happened.
It will change you
for the better
and for the worst.
Yes, it did mess up your life
But I can't do anything
to change that now.
Now,
I have to charge forward
with a sword in hand
screaming a battle cry
filled with fear and courage
It was you.
It was me.
We both messed up.
So now,
a word of advice.
Learn from your mistakes
And keep your head held high.
Love from, your future self.
Athena
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A String Of Words
PoetryPoems that come from my heart, deep down where only I can see through the darkness. These poems are flowers that grow in this darkness. Clinging together to let me live my life and be free.
