Relelase That Grip!

Relelase That Grip!

A Poem by Cbklyn4u
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Feelings spurred by anxiety and the fustration that follows

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       Release That Grip!

 

As I embrace a new day, with all that I can give,

I am filled with such ambition,  wanna love wanna live.

 

I feel the wind passing though my hair,

With such jubilance such joy without a care.

 

But in the spur of the moment,  for I do not know,

What takes that pleasure away from my soul?

 

The gripping sensation that spurs from within that pit.

Within me, there it is,  not in just mind,  but so legit!

 

Wrapping its wrath around me,  taking all of my breath.

The heart races, self tremble, feels somewhat like death.

 

What happened to the glee that I woke up with today?

Where did it go, why this now,  all was so good,  gone astray?

 

I bear down on this feeling, for I know it too well.

For soon it shall pass.. sending it straight to hell!

 

Then I remember as I can breathe once clearly again,

That beautiful feeling that bestowed on me earlier when,

 

I awoke to the sunshine, the wind in my hair

The sweet sounds of life, ready to face without a care.

 

I am strong, cant hide the inner of myself.

Take hold of me again and I shall ponder on this wealth!

 

And face you again when you decide to come around.

But knowing that you are nothing worth being found!

 

Fearless, in wonder of life as it holds,

One day at a time, I will let it unfold!

 

A winner this bout,  as I shall triumph again

Such is within me, but as always, I will mend.

 

 

© 2009 Cbklyn4u


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Cbklyn4u
Cbklyn4u

Brooklyn, NY



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I am a former NYC Teacher for over 24 years, mother of two daughters and grand to five beautiful children. I always wrote whenever I had the chance, and find that to be my escape when I feel overwhe.. more..

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