I’m gonna go with hope
Cause that hopey changey thing
Got us somewhere
And times of darkness
When evil prowls so freely
Are always overcome by the light
So I’m gonna shine mine
Brighter than I ever have before
And you’ll shine yours
And we will find each other
And rescue those in pain
Mend wounds
Take up our swords of flame
And reclaim our garden
Where innocence is allowed to bloom freely
And delight abounds
Protected by love
Fueled by compassion
Rooted to the very core of the Earth
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts5 days ago in Longevity
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