Don’t feed the story
You’ve been holding in mind.
Work on yourself,
And you’ll begin to find…
Time, a new way,
And that you’re more than ok,
That the weight that you carry,
Will soon go away.
Like with A curious sign.
That you cannot explain.
At just the right moment,
And it eases your pain.
Renewed hope,
A gift when in need.
Like a sprinkle of water
For a surviving young seed.
You are loved.
NOT FOR RANT 