Writing

ReflectionsAs a small stone can cause eternal ripplesSo a word can tare you apartThe reflections are disorderedIn the midst of a broken heart.

"What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness." - John Steinbeck

it's about someone being of they are there are and showing people who they are

when you receive something from someone else, knowing you’ll feel guilty if you don’t repay them with something equal or greater.

I wrote this poem to bring awareness to seasonal depression, which I’ve struggled with every winter for the past four years. I aim to help promo..

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