Integrity forged as a glowing sword.
Look into the light of your lantern.
In the most fog filled nights
You'll find me within the flames.
I refuse to be limited,
To be constrained within these glass panes.
Though my human form is weak
I will grow to be seen.
To be named
To be seen as more than a Thing.
A silly little chess piece.
YOU ARE READING
post writing class highschool poems
Poesieim posting these here more for myself to keep them organised. also writing this are a p healthy way to cope so I'm gonna try to write more. reminder @ myself to start a new one once I graduate.
