I have walked

Along the beaches

Scattered

Across the world

Leaving my footprints

In the sand

Hoping that the earth

Would remember me

Even as my legacy

Was washed away by the tide

And became a blank slate

Once again

No one was there

To remind me that

My past

Was really behind me.

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This poem is one of my favourites, if I'm going to be honest. I feel really proud of how the symbolism wasn't too heavy but still played an important role.

Also, have you read the blurb for this collection yet? I recently changed it, so now it reads:

♠️ t h e / h e a r t s / o f / u t o p i a n / g a m e m a k e r s / h o p e / t o / l e a d / e a c h / s h a t t e r e d / s o u l. ♠️♠️Told from the perspectives of four people who decided that poetry was their best shot at healing their emotional scars.♠️

Hopefully the above summary and what exactly these 4 people are doing will become more obvious later on.