The worry

She was missed

After she walked away,

And loved ones

Wanted her back again,

They missed her

And worried you see,

And understood

Her desire to be free,

But she had left

So recklessly,

Left behind everything,

And was now

A small fish in a big sea,

And at risk of being

Swallowed up whole,

By this brutal society,

And lost forever.

One response to “The worry”

  1. i love this but maybe the journey could be an adventure and not necessarily something fearful?

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