I woke up this morning,
And saw different colors.
Well not different but,
As if the colors were intensified.
Like I had unlocked a different filter,
In my retinas.
And I realized I had woken up.
There was a smile on my face,
And stride in my step.
I felt like I could finally take a breath.
A breath of fresh air as well.
When I decided to check myself.
I created a new perspective.
One where I see positives,
Outta outcomes even if I feel stuck.
And that was the goal all along.
I woke up this morning and felt free.
Is that how everyone else feels?
I would hope it to be.
But I'm going to continue on,
And carry on this feeling with me,
For more times to come.
This isn't, "She."
My step and stride evolved.
So from now on,
I'm on top.
The brave one.
No more lambs to fear.
No fear left in me.
Just a Lion with more heart than gold,
Filled with bravery.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry, scenes and short stories written from the fingertips of a girl who doesn't know her own heart. She's filled each corner with love and light that she thought was pure just to watch it rot off and fill like a gaping dark hole. But these heartb...
