No, a millionth chance
Maybe open that little drawer deep inside my heart, that little drawer holding my entire existence
My flaws
My fears
My dreams
Or maybe even try realism
Maybe shed this solitude cloak
I’ve put it on for the longest time I can remember
Maybe I might try opening up a bit
Maybe I might have second thoughts on loving my insides inside
Maybe I might even turn back and face the past
Maybe I might focus on finding a light, however far it might be
The one from from a bright future
Maybe
Just maybe 🌼
© Blackgirlpoetry
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