To Yourself

ayatocka

I see you when you were at your best.
I'm with you when you were at your worst.
Now I feel you flying,
Let easterlies blew your way.
You're light as a pappi,
Winds easily flew you away.
Were you sad?
Were you confused?
That's okay.
This time would passed anyway.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
Don't fret!
When your heart restless,
Bow your head on the ground,
To where you were from, 
And where you're going to layed upon.
Beg and pray.
Cried to The One and Only.
You are a human too.
So that's okay.

  • Author: ayatocka (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 4th, 2023 19:12
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 3
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