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I am hope.

what used to hurt me

still does

what used to scare me

still does

what used to make me curl up on the floor

shaking to my very core

still does


I am constantly afraid that one day

I will come face to face with my mistakes

a tableau of painful regrets and aches

the times I said I couldn’t when I could

the times I said I wouldn’t when I would


the past still haunts me

the tangled webs of history




I am not my past

I am my present

I am not my past

I am my future

I am not my past

I am my happiness


I am my hope

I am my life.

desirefuturegrowthhappinesshopeself loveSelf-beliefSelf-discoverySelf-doubtstrength

◄ the things you left


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Sat 16th Nov 2019 00:41

Hi Lily
A great Poem about self realisation and it's importance in our lives.
Very well expressed


Fri 15th Nov 2019 22:42

Beautiful hope that sustains!! Well written piece.

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