HOLA!!!
I know my posts have not been consistent as this is a stressful time in my personal life but, I wanted to just give you an update on this poetry book. The last chapter will be Chapter 156 Our Summer : My Truth. To catch up, over the next 2 weeks of December, I will essentially be spamming you all with updates. I hope you will enjoy what essentially is the ending of this book!!!
I keep looking,
looking for a connection to the past;
Holding onto what didn't last.
My heart tethering me to what I lost,
no matter what the cost,
the past grabs onto me like a cast,
molding me, shaping me in ways I never asked.
When she's done, I hold on,
afraid to let go and see what I have become.
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I think this poem is a bridge between the beginning of this book and the end. I started this book when I was in a dark place and lowkey I wonder if I am going back to that place. But still after all these years, my past still defines me and I still define myself by my past. It's a funny thing to see yourself grow and change and still essentially be the same. I'm not sure if I am making sense but nonetheless I hope you enjoyed the poem! And I hope you all are enjoying the end of the year!
~ Have you ever recorded yourself crying?
I have LMAO
and thanks to Twitter, I learned I am not the only one who has done that!
Have a great day!
D.O.
YOU ARE READING
Our Summer : My Truth
PoetryI am broken And now that you see, what you've allowed to happen to me The evils you have forced into my existence Self-serving evils now defying you with such persistence You try to cover up your lies Dangling hope in front of my eyes ~~~ I wri...
