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Five Dead Leaves

Tunnel Vision

And then silence, for the first time in a while No more cries for help or self-loathing My cheeks ache, is this a smile? My soul feels light, as if I’m floating

The calm happens both before and after the storm And though it is hard to tell the difference I’m still intact my faith restored I see the sunlight in the distance

The sea is a rest for now And the hurricane recently departed I am prepared, secured my bow My ship of hope, my course is charted

I’m well equipped for next time And despite my shreds of doubt I am still young I’m in my prime This is my life; I’ll make it count

Anonymous

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