I stretch my wings,
fearing that they will only crumble back together
unable to support my weight
that they, and the dreams of flight, will remain only that
Taking a deep breath,
I scream
releasing the pent up breath that seeks to keep me chained
The sky is blue
its promise of freedom beckons me
Fearing nothing now, I leap
and find happiness
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A Writer's Poetry
PoetryPoetry is used to help me jump over my shadow, and locate what is blocking me from being able to get words on the page. Herein, I attempt to reveal my inner demons, secrets and have my words serve as my therapy. It's more than poetry...it's an aut...
