Unknown

Baylee

Late night worries

planted within my bones

 

The worst kind of worries

pointless ones

worries of a future that might not even come

 

The only cure:

((unknown))

 

  • Author: Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 5th, 2017 06:39
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 12
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  • Poetic Dan

    I second that but the unknown is the cure just keep on exploring till you think no more... Well maybe just a little less than before

  • FredPeyer

    Nicole, the cure is NOT to worry! How often do we worry for nothing! You captured that so beautifully in your well penned short poem.
    Great writing, great subject!

  • Baylee

    Thank you : )



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