Breath taking isn't it?
That white light ?
but how do we know that it's white?
when we give in to our lonely desires we lose hope and accept that white light with open arms.
We adore that white light because it's the only thing that has ever showed us that it cared
That white light listened to our pleas of help and reassured us that we will be ok if we just follow it
We embraced its beauty, but once the white light has had its fill and succeeded at its job it goes out and all that's left is darkness on the other side.
-SJ
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Words For The Soul
PoetryHere's the journey of a girl who has evolved from heartbreak and sadness to love and happiness. Words from the soul are a collection of poems and thoughts I've written down and am finally comfortable enough to share. It tells stories of how I battle...
