Lingering on each moment,
On what could have been said,
Or unsaid.
If it were meant to be,
It would have been.
But if it couldn’t have been,
Why does it feel like this.
Of all unfinished business,
And potential misunderstandings,
A labyrinth well traversed,
I do not fight to be where I’m unwanted,
But I am not unwilling to fight.
I know what it is to choose, everyday.
When I finally choose again,
It will be in continued truth.
Unafraid of what is difficult,
I will hold steady in the storm.
For what is life, if not lessons,
And what is the point,
If we let the pain leave us empty,
And blind to the unerring beauty of
Knowing what truly matters.
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E.B. Mahoney
Aspiring author, artist, and sleep deprived student. Based in Australia, E.B. Mahoney enjoys climbing trees, playing a real-world version of a fictional sport, and writing in the scant spare time she has left.
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I feel like this really honours the self, and our own integrity.