No longer
Will I stand in the rain
Of my own tears
No longer
Will I drown
The pain of yesterday
In today's waves
For i will be accepting
Of me, myself and I
Gardens we've nourished
Are now places of despair
And the flowers we nurtured
All shredded and freed
By this quarantine air
There isn't better time then now
To trust no voice
But my own
*January 2nd 2021*
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Deep Dive: A Poetry Book
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I wrote in the last 10 years You will notice the older they are the sadder they feel, but the more recent the happier and more hopeful they become. I will publish 45 chapters and close this book as I think it's a part o...
