Prisons & PrismsA Poem by StormeLight
What a prison
Is the pressure Of constant positivity What freedom there is in humility We need this to truly heal I am constantly inspired By those brave enough To stop running from The most powerfully negative Experiences that make us ache from the soul They are the catalysts, In which when we run from Rob us of the most life changing Unequivocally beautiful Experiences of growth and change It is only familiar to stay the same One can argue, never comfortable Looking through colored glass Repeating patterns of the past so hidden underneath Our own self-love and sanity Utterly, completely, devastatingly, bequeathed © 2021 StormeLight |
StatsAuthorStormeLightOrem, UTAboutJust a writer, artist, and singer-songwriter, trying to stay alive and inspired in this crazy world! more..Writing
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