i wish i could just
stop time for a second.
i must move forward.
every blade of grass grows
even if the growth is not visible
always growing closer to the sun
Slowly
Once again cut down
as if the progress made didn't matter.
i wish i could just
stop growth.
the notion of moving forward and growing is simple.
putting the notion into motion crashes over you.
the safe walls in place are flooded with doubt
tears and thoughts blurring your sight.
Open the door! it's one action
one motion that changes
your world as you begin
to move forward.
everything
is clear.
these two are my poetry :)
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