Cementing my confidence with soft and caring words to not feel ashamed of the place where I was raised,
Fueling myself with love only to remember how to breath without trying hard,
Exhuming self care from an icy ground as caring for myself a sin I should keep Hidden deep down,
Learning how to swim through life so when time comes I can save myself from drawing in a high skyscraper wave,
Searching for a bucket to accumulate the last drops of feelings I just spent for being hard to love,
Feeling safe around myself is a foreign Concept I don't recognize,
Why do I feel like this, a dry garden that never knew water in a lot of decades,
Stubborn as a rock they call me, teaching me how to be soft so I can earn the love,
Insisting I should change my looks to meet a standard I barely knew it existed a century ago,
They caused me an immense Inner storm, that I don't have the tools to calm down,
When is the rain coming, because I can't still dry cuz I am fearing for myself becoming a psycho that doesn't know how to feel or be compassionate to others
Why people think they know better about us, when we all was born a clean book that only can be filled with ones own experiences,
I am healing my heart through poems, I only know the interpretation hidden between the lines,
Don't get me wrong but having different perspectives that's how I teached myself to respect others,
I don't seek a sorry word, cuz it's a dry word that means nothing cuz the hurting is already done,
Only speaking my mind, to lift away the weight that my mind is barely holding it self sane and sound,
I'm emptying the overflowing glass of the hate, rage and frustration I once collected as that's the prize I deserve,
I hope there won't be a lot of people who would relate to this, it would make me sad of the cruel world we call the earthly heaven experience,
I now understood that evil and goodness is a contradictory combination we all hold inside but we have the choice to act upon one of them,
So be careful what you Nurture and water your soul with,
And one last thing don't deem a soul's light only to feel okay,
Be kind and compassionate to others, know that what you give, eventually you will receive.
Hello friends hope you are doing okay!I want to know, how to you lift the weight out of your mind, do you journal, meditate or walk in nature, tell me you practice to liberate yourself from over thinking, I would love to learn from all of you 🌼💜🌼
Hope you enjoying my poems, take care of yourself 🌻
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My Liberation Poems
PoetryThis is the kind of poems you all want to read, A story of a little girl, a teenage, a young lady and a woman; Aspiring to be liberated from an inherited mind ; A mind full of stories and patterns that the brain refuses to swallow; ***** This is t...