Poetry, Quill

Guiding Light

Sometimes the guiding light is no one,

Sometimes all you see is darkness,

Sometimes endings are bitter and hard to accept,

But that’s the time when you become the guiding light for yourself,

When you find the world is a monumental beast,

Discouraging & Frightening,


in small doses,

It’s the best thing you will ever discover,

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