Dear little me,
I know you've been asking yourself
Why you are so sad and alone
Why you feel so broken inside
And no one seems to notice
Why life has to be so painful
What is wrong with you
I want you to know
Nothing is wrong with you
It's okay to cry and ask for help
It's okay to feel all of that
You are not crazy
Your feelings are valid
And they are going to teach you so much
I know you found refuge into writing
It's so amazing that you found a way
To express yourself through art
Thanks to that,
You'll never stop and become a writer
I am so proud of you
You never gave up on hope
Despite of all your tears
You kept your heart open and warm
Wishing on better days
Wanting to become a better person
And willing to build a better world
Instead of letting it turn you cold
You can be so proud of you
For you are becoming
A strong and determined woman
And you are making
All of your dreams come true
Because you never gave up
I am here now
And you might not see it yet
But all this time
All the time you thought you were bleeding
You were only blooming
YOU ARE READING
The Books of the Past
PoetryWelcome to the darkest part of my heart, but also the brightest A sense of catharsis through writing the drama of my past life A healing process through revisiting old poems and new perspectives An attempt to let the past in the past and live in the...
