She walked through the darkness for years... no hope of leaving anymore. Just walking... until she reached the end of the dark hallway. There was a tall red door - Bright with a silver doorknob, there was a white light underneath. It opens... A bright field of yellow and blue flowers.
She was at Peace.
She was Reborn.
BINABASA MO ANG
There is Truth in the Stars
PoetryI've recently decided to get into poetry and I want your feedback so here are my poems!
