Oct 2018
Bloom, these flowers in my heart.
From ash come hither no rot,
But arms spread open--
Embrace the traces of life still within,
I rise.
No longer sing songs of demise.
I rise for a crown that yearns as mine.
And so it is, and so I will be.
From ash come hither no rot,
But arms spread open--
Embrace the traces of life still within,
I rise.
No longer sing songs of demise.
I rise for a crown that yearns as mine.
And so it is, and so I will be.
I took a long break from writing due to personal reasons. I hope to be writing more. It's been a very hard year or two for me. I feel now that I can regain my confidence and accomplish anything. As if I have finally seen some light of... "It's okay to be lost, because you will always find your way again."
So don't give up. If I can figure out what I want, so can you.
So don't give up. If I can figure out what I want, so can you.
(25/F)
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