• Dedication:
I'm sorry for saving people when
I should have saved you first.
I'm sorry for ignoring you
for the sake of others.
I'm sorry for feeling things
deeply and vividly.
I'm sorry that sometimes
I do not feel at all.
I'm sorry that I hold
the mountains of others
on my shoulders when
I can't carry my own.
This is for me,
for the best version
of myself; stay happy.
This is for me,
for the worst version
of myself; be selfish.
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PoetryBetween sunsets and sunrises are a bunch of poems that may mean nothing or may mean everything. Between sunsets and sunrises I am not afraid of the dark, I am fond of it. Part II of The Zeros. Made it to the wattys shortlist!
