In the year’s start, a tangled mess,
By the end, God’s blessings impress.
Mid-June’s tune, life’s chaotic spree,
Met toxic folks, vibes hypnotic, you see.
In my quiet shell, where shadows dwell,
Life’s tune, a melancholy spell.
Learning, yearning, through pages that burn,
A twist in the end, as stories take their turn.
I won the dream war, set to soar,
Ready for the next, ambition’s encore.
Solace found in beauty’s embrace,
Toxic ties severed, gentle souls replace.
Chaos removed, life’s sweet trace,
In gentle moments, joy I chase.