Living,
Struggling,
Striving
To retain
What little courage
Trauma and pain have
Left us with.
.
Seeming shy and timid,
Placed in a world built of
Cruelty and confusion.
.
Yet I stand,
Out there in the open.
Dangling onto the idea
That there are others
Out fighting, many
Feeling too so intensely.
About the Creator
Amelia Davis
"You're mind is a garden, your thoughts are the seeds, you can grow flowers, or you can grow weeds."
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