We had moments that took to the wind,
We had laughter’s that got lost in the storm,
We had aspirations that sunk beneath the currents
We took to the waves in the wrong direction
We made choices that pushed the shores further away
Now we drown in our doubts as our lungs struggles to hold unto life.
If we could float up to the surface and just start all over again,
That would make a difference.
Your dynamic metaphors are really defiling gravity..”drowning in our doubts….floating up to the surface”…hopes coming alive again..thanks my pen goddess
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Lovely piece!
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Thanks for reading.
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