Apr 2020
one day, i hope
to flip to the beginning
of my journals
to scroll to the bottom
of this page
and smile, maybe laugh
because the feelings
in the poems
are no longer familiar
and i don't have to write
another sad poem
28.04.20
to flip to the beginning
of my journals
to scroll to the bottom
of this page
and smile, maybe laugh
because the feelings
in the poems
are no longer familiar
and i don't have to write
another sad poem
28.04.20
i can't see the light at the end of the tunnel, so i'm trying to imagine it into being. i'm trying to write it into existence.
