Acceptance

Acceptance is a tiny quiet room

Where the walls close in slowly

On the constant turmoil of emotions

The screaming pain goes mute

The blame game comes to an end

The pursuit stops

The questions die

The tunnel vision clears up

The tears and the fears evaporate

The past stops existing

The future won’t matter

Memories settle down as sediments

The detachment begins

And lazy poetry emanates before the final surrender.

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About Thumbelina81
A dreamer lost in this world. Part time Writer, Part time Gardener, A full time wife.

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