You wilted as the petals of life slowly fall underneath your feet. You wait for the sun yet rain came for you. You ask yourself if you deserve to be planted again, so you wait. You hold on to the hope, that one single light beam.
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Peace with Myself
PoetryThese poems are here to give light in times of darkness, to make aware that darkness exist and that darkness can be conquered. Peace with Myself is a collection of poems from my journal for almost three years and finally, I am sharing it to the worl...
