Amidst the dark, misty, thorned forest
you hear the tranquil waves of the tempest
Maybe it's not so bad
-this journey of thick and thin
There's a sea out there far from the clutches of the mad
There's a reason why;
Why I endured the scars and bruises
There's a new horizon out there,
That will liven my heart and wash the anchors I bare
One day, One day, I say
I will wake up and I'll be okay
But for today,
I'll hang on.
The never-ending opportunities,
I prey.
And so she jumped,
Jumped through the unknown
Jumped through the vast blue
Without knowing what to do
So she sprained her ankle
The salt bubbling through her
Open wounds
She opened her eyes
the salt rushing in;
Afraid of indecision
Afraid of her future fears
She tried to swim away—
but the waves were against that.
Her cries turned sea foam
Her mind turned hazy,
whilst her lungs started suffocating.
-Butter
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Miss Haze
Poetry" ѕhє σncє ѕαíd ѕhє wαѕ thє σcєαn. вut αѕ ѕhє dívєd ín, ѕhє wαѕ ín α ѕtαtє σf cσnfuѕíσn " She was Miss Blue ✳️ ☁️ Miss Haze, is she //poetry series//a story of hazy thoughts and poems Started: 10/03/19 Published: 10/20/19 ♦ [ Update: Tryi...
