I wrapped my thoughts in denial, thinking it would change the outcome. To bite your tongue and accept the reality of things, I've always taken for granted. Clarity in front of you, to seek your trust and guide you towards hope.
Emotions and thoughts are such a complicated matter to discuss.
I haven't posted a poem on the blog for a long time. This is an longer one than usual, which is a part of one I'm planning to include in my third book of poetry.
You should never tolerate unreasonable behavior from anyone. Not even your loved ones.
Idealistic nostalgia never runs dry.
I have a feeling it's not the end of this story...
"This poem is a favorite of mine. I feel like it should be in the yet-to-be-released book, although the process is still ongoing. But you can always comment below and tell me what you think. Yay or Nay?" The idealistic expectations of what is to be, is at times melancholy at best. We seek redemption…