Like an alchemist
I created my own peace
From pain
and nobody is going to steal it from me
I fought for this
being whole
All alone
I'm not a map for lost men
To find themselves
I'm not a sip of whisky
a Friday night takeaway
I am thirst-quenching
homemade lemonade
and Sunday morning breakfasts
Know that you cannot drive by
and take my peace
Bring your own
Or keep driving
Because I am my own home
Whole, not half
Found, not lost.
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Thank you :)
So beautiful, Nadia! You really have a way with words. Thanks for sharing :)