Strong
There will be one day
You'll wake up late
And will find the peace
That you so hard crave.
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Your refreshed soul
(and renewed mind)
Stumped by new feels
Lacking all past pain.
*
You'll smile at last
Knowing in the end:
Change Brings Real Fear
And you can't pretend.
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But change is also at odds
When the will is there
When you tell yourself:
I Made Death Aware.
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Think ahead and be alert
You will be surprised
You'll get back your spot where:
Self-Love Was Seized.
About the Creator
Alex Torres
Started writing short stories back in 1988 at work, when I had an empty page to fill for the employee's internal magazine. Taking the pen again after a 30 year-long hiatus, exploring where it takes me this time.
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Trouble at the Tea Leafing Café
The rain had started right around the time that Annie was buttering her second thick slice of homemade toast for breakfast, and hadn’t paused since. Not that anyone could tell. The windows of the café were fogged over, and with every seat filled with happy customers munching on fresh baked pastries or steaming bowls of the delicious soup of the day, it was hardly surprising. Annie looked around the room, finally taking a moment to breathe after the lunch time rush. Her old life already felt like a bad memory, a part of her history, always, but just that. History.
By Hannah Moore4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
This is so powerful! Your future self already thanks you for hanging in. Self-love isn’t gone, just waiting for your return like an old friend with open arms. ✨
"I made death aware" is the one 😊