Even in your phases, may you shine the brightest
Distant birthday songs blasted through the speakers as I trudged along to work, and I remember... It'll be three weeks to go before I turn a year older.
I could write about blue skies, getting palpitations when drinking coffee, or even gushing over Korean stars, but I couldn't.
pushing fallen leaves out of my way i stared up at the sunless sky counting up the fat droplets that keep hitting — hitting my tainted cheeks chasing drop after salty drop waiting, willing to drain my sorrows away © 2017
Break the ice Of doubt and shame Write the walls With hopes aflame; Let lights guide And birds take flight It is now time To step into the light. Color the grays Into vibrant shades Open the skies Of sorrow and despair And let the thunder Crack them all away. Starting now Don't be afraid … Continue reading Ode to twenty-one
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