I'm hurting,
my soul is burning.
The flames are licking at skin leaving burns upon me.I'm turning into a new animal with a new strategy.
I just can't keep bottling up this pain or I'll spew out.I'm screaming running through the woods forming a new plan.
The madness has grasped my hand and I haven't pulled away I'm letting him teach me through pain.I am learning how it is to be blind before you can see.
Yes, I'm finally listening tuning into the voices of the trees.Now watch me bloom into a seed this very new way of evolving.
I am not changing for I am changed, now I'll rearrange everything.
Welcome to my new story written in more than just blood for ink.
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Trio Of Words
PoetryPoetry from the corner of my little world. Another freestyle poetry book. "You finally saw that I was a puzzle piece that wasn't complete, but aren't we all when our emotions fall?" "So these are all things that keep playing back to me in poetry. A...