To the broken,
and the hurt,
The ones who didn't make it,
The ones who are happy they didn't succeed,
The ones who are trying to succeed,
The ones with pain in their hearts
and clouds in their minds.
To the ones who thought, they'd never see a brighter time.
This is for you.
Life is a mess of catastrophes that make you who you are.
We are the lights that shine brighter after every storm.
We are the beautiful disasters this world has to offer.
Because after every disaster there is
hope,
help,
and a haven.
- j.s
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A Beautifully Broken Bullet.
PoetryA collection of poems and thoughts to describe feelings that are difficult to put into words. Days that feel like years and years that feel like centuries. Short poems composed deep from feelings of hopelessness, sadness, and emptiness. Thoughts tha...
