High School Poems
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  • Reads 48
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 18m
Ongoing, First published Mar 10, 2022
To dabble in art is to intrude on your mind, clear out as much space in as little time, spread a warm feeling from heart to remind, that none of us are alone; for on this lonesome floating rock that we all call home. It's the simple things like sipping some tea and sitting down with a good poem. That enlighten and inspire all of us to keep on going.
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Time Can't Heal This

29 parts Complete Mature

I've always hated the saying "Time heals all wounds." Maybe in most cases that may be true. In my experience with life and pain however, time has only ever bled out the wound. The scars that the wounds left behind though, are often so deep that just looking at them becomes painful to the mind. Time only heals what you let go of. Sometimes letting go and moving on just doesn't feel possible; no matter how much time you let pass you by. These poems signify what time hasn't healed for me.