Hope That Still Glows
Sometimes,
I just want to write.
Like nothing else matters,
Pen and paper, I'm fine.
Absolutely divine.
I Love,
How I can just,
Say whats on my mind.
Words aren't a crime.
Nobody hates on my rhyme.
It feels so sublime.
Even when life,
Goes and it turns on a dime.
You'll be just fine.
Those wounds heal in time.
Even when your,
At an all time low.
You want to just run.
And just go.
But its bad.
Because you already know.
That you cant
Just go with the flow.
What you want is to grow.
Pick up the past,
And then throw.
Cover it,
Like a layer of snow.
Its your life,
Its your show.
Life is like a,
Lit stick of dynamite.
It'll blow.
You'll be okay though.
If you can embrace.
What hope still glows.
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