Poetically Free

 

My words,

My thoughts,

Therapy for my sanity

 

From pain,

From chaos,

Continuous loss of gravity

 

Their lies,

Their games,

Those forces drained my energy

 

My past,

The regrets,

Aching ever inch so deep

 

Mere reflections,

Haunting memories,

Caused an emotional hide and seek

 

Those fears,

Those scars,

Boxed into a confined state of free

 

Every last tear,

Those heartbreaks,

Revealed distorted realities

 

Wasted time,

Restless nights,

Finally opened my eyes to see

 

My life of pain,

My journey with love,

Releasing from captivity

 

Silent screams,

Held within deep,

Makes my poetic passion speak

 

Through my art,

This creative craft,

My mind, my body, and my soul are poetically free…

 

Reviews

[Tomás Ó C..]

Pity about the formating text being in the piece. A good read.