I know where you are, I was there too. No amount of “things”, take away the blue. Talking helps but only if you hear. It’s not the thoughts, the actions you fear. The road will be dark and long. You will struggle to find the dawn. Know this to be true. You will feel lost,… Continue reading Knowing – poem by SE Allen
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"She was grateful. They survived the storm."