Why is it so hard for kindness to win?
Everything happens in threes, they say.
This poem was created from the prompt Rarasaur shared on her blog.
Another year has come and gone and I am ready to bid it ado. To say 2019 was a rough year for me would be an understatement — 2019 was one of the most emotionally tolling years of my adult life.
I want to be there, I just can’t in the depth of mine, depths of my mind.