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Blossom
My world is slowly shifting,
Morphing into something completely new.
Will it crumble to dust?
or will it blossom like a caterpillar leaving it's cocoon.
Sprouting into a butterfly soaring through clear skies?
Truth is, I don't know, and it's terrifying.
It's like going to sleep at night wondering if you'll have sweet dreams or a nightmare.
Will I sleep in peace or am I in for a scare?
Morphing into something completely new.
Will it crumble to dust?
or will it blossom like a caterpillar leaving it's cocoon.
Sprouting into a butterfly soaring through clear skies?
Truth is, I don't know, and it's terrifying.
It's like going to sleep at night wondering if you'll have sweet dreams or a nightmare.
Will I sleep in peace or am I in for a scare?
Published 19th Aug 2017
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19th Aug 2017 6:05am
I like the mystery this brings.... it's suspenseful to not know, but there's always hope of something beautiful emerging. Hang onto that. Wishing you well
Anonymous
21st Aug 2017 1:56pm
your poem shows you have hope and that is always a wonderful thing..hold to it and even if nightmares visit in times of slumber, look at them outside the box when you wake for the message they are trying to tell you...may I suggest you read Ragnar...he may lift spirits and outlook :)
xoxo Taryn
xoxo Taryn
