They sit apart, but together
Each a world apart
Yet only meters separate them
They talk, yet neither hears
How can they gain the love they need
The feeling they know is there
Was there a long time ago
Is it time to move on
Or open a once closed door
A door that leads to pains felt
In a past life, but one that still haunts
The future
Both must try, must see
And face the pain, together
For apart, further they grow
Door is open, pain flows out
Away into the past
Where it belongs
And love returns to what it used to be
Published by Sabrina J. Adams-Schlag (Syryn TheVoice)
I have many different hats that I wear. Throughout my life I have been many different things: a small business owner, problem solver, mother, friend, sister, writer, designer, employee, manager, consultant, gamer, leader and many more buzz words that I can't think of. Many of these I still do, but some I have let go to focus more on the here and now.
I like to share my experiences, ideas and funny things I run across. Ask me something and I will provide an honest and likely unfiltered opinion. I am still learning about life, myself, relationships, parenting and well everything else.
I am not superwoman and don't really have my life together, but I manage and am willing to share my tips and learnings. Writing for me can be cathartic and sharing makes us not feel so alone in this crazy, mess of a world we currently inhabit.
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