28 years ago
I survived via danger-radar
Hiding when it squawked
Eventually, it blended in
What is what you cannot change?
-Life-
Staring at change in that dusk
I guess my radar is broken
Because I hear ghosts squawking
In the dawn.
Demons! Danger Radar
Posted bysickybeatPosted inIdentity, Life, Words, Language, and ImageryTags:2022 ghosts, growth and change, reflection
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I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
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