I saw the future

It was fearful


Beautiful big empty house

Empty soul


It was a reflection

It was a warning


The comfort of materialism

Shallow it remains


How I forgot my essence

In the instant of comfort


How I betrayed my soul

With the months I had washed away


It’s not a failure, I was told

It’s an enrichment of life


Experiences make wisdom


How I shall never again

be too afraid to be me

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