Life can be spent living in sorrow, because feelings hit hard. Yet tomorrow is never ensured, so a smile should do me well. Smiles look nice on people don't they? Yet sorrow lies within their smile, as their tears have overcome their senthetic joy. Hold back, don't let that tear slip, is what an unwise one would preach. Yet crying can be like a tragic yet beautiful syphany from within. Cry with yourself, cry with your inner child. For it is ok, because you're human can't you see? Your tears may make you sad now, but don't dwell on that gesture. For now your chest is lighter, and your mind more calm and quiet. Now go my lovely soul, go offer your knowledge, your care, and creativity with the world. For tears are the water to the plant of blossoming hope within you.
About the Creator
M
Call me M, i mainly write about the thoughts i can never seem to say outloud. I hope you can find some kind of comfort and belonging on my page :)
My New Book is Finally Here
My poetry collection Beautiful and Brutal Things is done. It's actually done and finally published over 270 pages. Over a year of my life went into this book. More than a year, really. Long days at my computer, sometimes seven days a week because I couldn't stop even when I probably should have. Then two months of editing that felt harder than the writing itself. But it's finished, and I'm still standing, and the book is real.
By Tim Carmichael4 days ago in BookClub
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