I used to run from it,
now it's welcomed.
It may shred me to pieces,
but I put myself back together.
If I don't,
who will?
I learn to be strong,
my heart made of stone.
I stand up for myself,
even when I shouldn't.
Welcome back,
helplessness.
YOU ARE READING
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓. ── poetry | ✎
شِعر❝Even when we're gone, we'll be in each other's hearts. From what I know, we were always there... there from the start.❞ New beginnings, sad endings, happy endings, sad beginnings. If you're looking for a journey, begin from the start. © nnightdday...
