Sometimes,
I forgot,
I forget that,
I have so much.
I become accustomed to forgetting
I should appreciate and be grateful for what I have
Not what I can't
Until I have an encounter
My life isn't in perspective
I realize
I should not focus on the problems
Because they are only few
What I take forgrated
Is in abundance and fruitful
~Tiamat
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Body without Mind
PoetryA glimpse into the mind of an empath, bearing in mind the toll of what can't be controlled but instead manifested into the mind's darkest creations.
