all this time
I've envied the birds
the trees
the sun
the moon
I've envied the rain
the ocean waves
I've envied the life
that wasn't mine
the wish to find
contentment
gratitude
buried within my mind
by
Envy.
If only...
I could be happy
with what God has already
blessed me with.
my heart that keeps beating
despite it's broken pieces
my lungs that continue breathing,
so I can know what peace
feels like
sounds like
smells like.
tastes like.
all this time,
I've had everything
like the trees,
despite my burden of leaves
God has given me all I've needed
to stand
to thrive
as tall as I can,
so I could live, not simply survive.
I am
alive.
And I have been
all this time
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Letters to the Old Soul
ПоэзияThis book was written for the girl with an old soul. my journal full of memories and stories; These poems are honest and true of the wonders and scary things that occur in life as one grows older. These are the documents that illustrate the evolutio...
