21 thoughts on “Poem

  1. It whispers, but just a lot of sweet nothings. Promises never to be fulfilled, dreams to be crushed, harshnesses that we fear. It whispers this as we doze to trip us into the void.

    The light of day brings with it promises to be kept, dreams to revive, and the reality that there was nothing to fear in that corner. It also pulls us from the brink of the void to start a new day.

    Happy holidays!


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