Lightning flashes in the distance along with my uncertain future, a future that always seems out of reach. Lightning flickers a glimpse of light on my future, giving me a chance to see what my future has in store for me. The lightning seems so close yet, so far as I try to catch my future before it passes me by.
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Twisted Little Poems For The Broken Soul
Poetrypoetry and short stories for those struggling with mental health, it's okay not to be okay, and please seek help if you're feeling lost. I will be adding more poems and short stories along the way.
