Today I had the option
to continue how life is
take a step and change.
I didn't do anything
And it's okay
One cannot win every day.
Just a reminder don't be ******* yourself and it's okay if you didn't show up for yourself.
Tomorrow is another day, maybe another chance as well.
Maybe it's what I will be as my most ruined.
But I dare not confess it to my warm destiny,
that my dimming soul have made peace with it.
There's a trace of you in my dried tears,
but why aren't you in my destiny.
I write not better than here
I hear. I see. I will learn.
Format is nothing.
Letters making a word is nothing
Putting those letters into a word
Writing for me is all the things
Release that brings