Poem: I Will Flourish.

The delicate dictates That my mind now makes, _____________________ Has led to a journey of self-love That feels guided by …

Poem: Away.

I need to get away From this storm, That is now the norm, Which causes me nothing but Subtle harm. …

Poem: One Thing.

I keep telling myself One thing: That All of it Has to be worth Something. _____________________ All the sadness That …