Epiphany.
Mental representation of the truth.
Certainty of the minor details explored.
Dwells in abundance of iniquity,
Tranquility,
Immobility,
To run far away from the consequences.
Desires burn that hole through the chest,
Purveying from the core,
Fuel your mind,
The thoughts aren't falsified.
Petrified fear,
Creeps up the alleyway,
Chilling relief soporific to the beast,
That eats away in me.
Ignite me,
Your words touch the being they occupies my vessel.
Struggle to reach the inner core,
For more than white lies and broken ties,
Or cries beneath the eyes.
Fight for me.
Epiphany.
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Brown Sugared Sunflowers
PoetryThese are poems that I've been writing for the past 10+ years. Writing always tapped into a deep part of me. I had to find what I liked and what made me, well me. Once I discovered myself, Ive felt free and unbothered. I am spiritual and I am woke t...
