Redux
Cravenly holding on when both should be letting go.
It will get better.
Struggling, wishing for the scenarios of rosier times.
Hoping it gets better.
Reality churns out a present of mediocre.
It’s not getting better.
Feeling panic and sadness, a demise is imminent.
It must get better!
Fade to black…
Now, I’ll get better.
Originally posted 7/23/2018 on I Write Her.
I Write Her 
Powerful and heartrending in the way it spirals downwards.
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But also powerful and uplifting in the way it inspires hope at the end. ^_^
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Yes let go when it feels wrong!
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You’ve written this so well Susi.
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Excellent write, Susi. 👏👏👏❤️
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