Nicholas Wayde Turner 24
Last Night - Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner 24
My thoughts were racing around and around.
I just knew that it was going to happen.
I just knew that I was going to do it.
But the thing I expected never happened.
Now I’m relived.
All those worries turned out to be a grain of sand.
That mountain I saw was just an illusion of my fears building up.
Those fears couldn’t be any bigger than I thought.
They grow smaller and smaller as each day passes.
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