Peace Comes at a Cost
The uneasy feelings that come up during a healing journey
Now that I am staring at it in my hand, quiet and undisturbed
Sometimes it makes me feel uneasy
Filling my days with motion and things to do
Peace comes at a cost, boring and unnerved
Chaos becomes something I miss and crave
But is it worth sacrificing and losing myself for?
Grief is not that simple, or linear,
It is fluid and ever-changing...
Will it make me braver in the end?
Or am I brave already?
Sometimes wishing I had my old self back
It is a new me that I must befriend.
The teacher of the past has brought me to now
The present cannot be less taunting
Lessons, tests, and trials completed and yet to come
The future must be faced on my own.
About the Creator
Dovile Miliauskaite
I have found writing extremely therapeutic & when I write, it sometimes comes out in rhyme.
My goal is to explore my creative side; once ideas flush my mind, I pledge to write and share them with the world. :)
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The search for peace is a journey of self-discovery.