One year ago today
Things were different
Still, a little bit the same.
Now things are far from the shore
Hard to see where we started through the clouds of grey.
Maybe we aren't meant to see that far
Sight limited but not gone
That place of comfort is who you are
It's time to move on.
Light breezes caress my skin
Fields of clovers
The peace comes from within
Laughing joyfully, falling over
Another year begins.
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Short StoryI've been through my own struggle, whether it was created in my head by way of prolonged sadness or bitterness/resentment, or if I was struggling with things I had no control over like failed friendships, a broken heart, or family drama. This is my...
