Lesson LearnedA Poem by AshI've forgotten what it feels like. to smile, to be happy, to be free. To dance with joy, to laugh while I sing. I've forgotten to be me. I've gotten used to fake smiling, Feels like I've been doing it forever. I like that no one can know, That It's fake. That who I am is fake. I'd be weak if I chose to be happy. It'll only take them a few seconds, to snatch all happiness from me. I can't let myself be crushed anymore. I can't let my scars go anymore deep. Nostalgia is bittersweet. I yearn to be free like I used to be me, dancing in circles with glee. Not having anything to worry, Having nothing to worry. © 2016 Ash |
StatsAuthorAshTXAboutI am who I am, My tears have shaped me into whom I have become. My words, a melody Rising from a tortured heart. And in the midst of fire, From the ashes I've emerged. Stronger than ever. more..Writing
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