In the shade of front rows strongest soldiers,
Lies my heart yearning for a certain familiar place,
Left out, a soul in quiet despair,
Longing for connection, someone to care..
In the echo's of laughter's distant sound,
Leaving me out, begging to be found,
The old familiar bee sting
My longest relationship, my ring fingers ring,
Stinging me everyday on the place it hurts most,
Reminding me where i'm really from..
Yet in the depths of over plight,
Resilience blooms, a guiding light,
It needs time, even light needs light,
Things worth to try for and honestly, i might,
Reader, embrace what you have, find your way,
In being left out, discover a new day,
Spend time with yourself, it will be okay,
No matter what,
It will always be okay.
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Phoenix
PoetryIn the world of poetry, words spin your head like pottery and sings you a melody, from deep and tarnished poems to resilience blooming roots, this collection of poems unfolds a jar of crowded emotions, as the main topic is resilience, the way to it...
