Friday, March 1, 2024

Struggles

 It hurts

Sometimes

To cut the ties

With what you love

Because

Your own sanity

Is at play

It hurts

Like when a bird

Opens the. Cage

And flyes away

And yet 

Opening those wings

Feels like freedom

And peace.

But still hurts...


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