Someday I will look back,
As I do now,
All of the voices in my head,
And all of the worrying so loud,
The small moments of peace that I had felt in the midst of it all,
The creek alongside the train tracks,
The Earth decided to remain still, and in those seconds,
I was able to let go.
Sticking my baby toes into the flowing river, and letting the Earth pull the trauma back into itself,
Someday I will look back,
And I will miss this stupid little town, that I so desperately long to leave,
Interestingly enough, I already do,
Missing the memories, the comfort, and the stillness,
As depressed as I am,
I will have moments like I do,
Simply missing what once was.
About the Creator
Isabella Vedro
An aspiring poet and writer. Looking to learn more about myself and my ability. Writing has taken me out of the deepest losses of life and brought me light.
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