Another heartfelt (longer) poem that contemplates between seeing how much more she can take and giving up. Hope you enjoy <3
After years hope remerges. It's changing. Hopefully changing.
You were here for so long. One day I blink, and you’re just gone. How unreal.
There's a fine line between hope and denial.
A description of anxiety. I understand not everyone faces anxiety the same way. This is merely a description of my own anxiety,
The moment I realized the worst was yet to come. The moment I realized my sickness was more than a cold. The moment I felt most alone.