Eager to release myself from my chains
I take a pen and begin to write the pain
Into the thin sheet of paper, emotions flow
As the ink splatters, so does the aura it releases
That luminous blue, only seen by few
But felt by many as it is published online
Some hear it, this voice of mine
Others sense it, a deep agony that they know all too familiar
As I write, the chains clink
Closer to the end of my thoughtful speech,
The chains become brittle and I am free
For now, there will be nothing that can pain me
Until the next chain latches
And reminds me,
That this war is never to be won
But the battles are what I can achieve
A tiresome fight that I continue to beat
What goes to say that if the war is won,
I'll be breathing. Or is the only way to end this war...
By give in and allow my enemy- the deeper part of myself-
To win one battle. Only one.
As I was told in the past.
It only takes once.
In this war, is that the case?
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Inspired by: "Part Three: Release" Written by HardeeBurger. Written in: "Stale Chalk: A Poem In Three Parts."
ΔΙΑΒΑΖΕΙΣ
A Barrier Meant To Be Broken
ΠοίησηA journal of a young adult with a dream. This book contains poems and collected thoughts of their journey that started April 25th, 2018. At the age twenty-two they find themselves stuck between cultures, and more than two.
