Do you know that feeling? I feel a bit helpless, scared of growing up in this world, of accepting the terrible things and bad things and what people do and have done, always. I am scared. I love life, I love my friends, I love tiny things. But sometimes everything in my head thinks very fast, and then dark thing become too heavy or seem too close even though they don't even affect me personally. I love this community here, the possibility to connect, get to know each other's poetry and show my own very personal writes. It is supportive; and I wish I could trust a little more in our world and that everything will be alright. Even very good, maybe!
Love.