They were chains around my neck,
Like a stopper in throat,
Squeezing out all of my breath;
Was underwater; unable to float.
It felt helpless to be around them,
I felt so tiny and powerless,
I tried screaming for help,
But I just sank deeper into their hands.
But I know my worth and I know myself,
I know I won't grow if I stay,
It's time to put them on my shelf,
And wait for the new day.
I gave up the dark,
To taste the sun,
I felt the spark.
My awakening has begun.
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Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
