I'm starting to get sick again. It's going to suck because I can't miss school anymore this term; my grades are bad enough. Anyway, here is my attempt at creativity today.
blinded by fate
kept in the dark
hated by him
sick with fear
no hand to hold
sitting alone
cold with hopelessness
light shows through
a figure presents
kisses my forehead
stands me up
lets me follow
gives me optimism
can guide me back
1 comment:
I really like the last stanza, because even though everything is hard, there's still something/someone to lift you up and help you go on. It's really nice.
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