Rain drops on your shoulders,
And you look up at the skies,
"What is this life?"
"Gloomy and dark"
I need a light, one thought,
But what she did not see was that she was the light,
Burning so bright through her own darkness,
Her own oblivion.
Endless possibilities,
And then she woke up,
She had fallen asleep in a class.
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One Step Back, Two Steps Forward
PoetryPoetry written for the hopeful, the ones that sparkle.
