Learning, changing, and moving forward are hard. This poem is dedicated to that struggle.
Calmness, come soothe my mind.
Peace, I beg you to return.
Chaos has run its course,
And now emptiness settles in.
Help me find the great in good,
And release the negative.
Knowing that moving forward
is all I can do should be a reward,
not a sentence to eternal sadness.
When will I learn?
April 4, 2021 ~DRM~
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