This day is happening like the way I spent my year,
Bringing myself out from shackles of narcissistics, and toxic ones,
Fighting of with the hatred and negativity,
While bringin in the positivity,
Providing safe place to the child within me,
Leading myself to the opportunities I ever dreamt of,
Fulfilling the wish of the person within to let them know,
This time I'd let you live the best part of your life,
Realising the insecurities deep within working on them and coming back stronger than ever,
Holding onto the friendships that had been real the one,
Balancing the life like the sand clock,
Coming out of the cruel some thoughts,
Living in reality while ensuring all that had been gone wrong would be corrected and forgiven,
The life had been beautiful this year,
Where the growth meets the living,
Sadness meets the happiness,
Loneliness meets to strengthening oneself alone,
Finding joy in little things,
Embracing life by embarking on the fearful journeys and making it fearless,
The life's indeed beautiful like the adventure of complexities.
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Tales Of Hopeless Romantics: Imperfect Poetic Journey Of Love And Life
Poetry"My love was as cruel as my nightmares, and it was as beautiful as my daydream, which never dare to turn itself into reality, neither did it ever ended like a daydream, the agony kept hanging me like that of half hope, the hope kept hanging me like...
