I worry about what is near
what is far
I’m not sure where my worries are
A new season of life
in the shadows as I write
is this an imaginary strife​?
I struggle to see
the meaning of life
Desperately looking for insight
Breathe.
One. Two. Three.
Why has fear been the most difficult emotion for me?
I try to run
it finds me anyway
Our second season of life
getting older
uncertainty rising from my shoulders
A new day
September 19th
I sit and I wait
for the next seasons to take place
Beautiful! ✨
Awesome stuff Jane!