As every man looks in awe
I possess a whole sun in my hand
Threatening to burst through my flesh
I was destined to hold the stars
Fold my palms around them
Feel the heat searing my fingerprints
So heavy yet gladly my own
I lift the lit force above my mind
And it aches to be released
Yet I grasp at the burning rays
Tightly keeping my galaxy at bay
Reigning in the beaming energy
Few can handle such raw power
But me, it is my grand purpose
To hold onto the center of the universe
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The Poetry Collection ♡ Republished
PoetryA soulful recollection and philosophies on life from a young, femme, punk poet. Poems ranging from when I was still in school, moving out, exploring the world for the first time, moving through the years, until now, being an independent artist and b...
