Trapped in a cage I was.
Tried to escape, but couldn't.
The key to unlock the cage, gone.
Though, I had some tools.
With the tools, I unlocked the cage.
It took some time, but I was finally out.
I was no longer starving.
I was no longer crying.
I was no longer cold.
I thought it was impossible, but it really wasn't.
The tools I used were:
Self-love,
Confidence,
Positiveness.
Since then, I have been flying like a butterfly
So free.
- September 18, 2018
(Edited: February 27, 2021)
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Prismatic Poetry
PoésieA poetry book containing poems written between 2018-2020. The poems were originally written and used by me as Instagram captions for my turtle's account, @maxxloniatheturtle.
