• Kristiana Roemer


It can be scary

to consider the journey

it might take

without a promise

or a guarantee

of what will become of you.

It can be scary

to awake

and to see the damage

that has been done to you–

and you echoed onto everyone–

more clearly

from the other side of the foliage

that covered us

and suffocated the sun.

It can be scary

to face the truth

of your destiny and history anew.

You then stand and observe

in shock of a life that once was yours.

But it is always a better view.


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