Against the past

She stands alone

against the walls

that feel as if they daily

crumble down.

She holds her hands up

trying to stop the destruction,

the feelings and emotions

bottled behind glass,

like the dam that burst from pressure,

she is carried forward with the tide,

destination known

by only her heart.

She reaches her hand to grasp at things

she thinks will stop her from falling,

but the knowledge and escape she seeks

lies solely within her soul.

She must dive in deep,

treading past the hurt,

the pain and tears.

She must find the light once more,

and crush the foe

that is yesterday.

Battle ready she will grow strong

and looking forward to what is to come,

never back except perhaps

to wave goodbye one last time.


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I am a sometimes poet on a quest to master the universe of my mind. My writing runs the gamut of nature, off beat, life and basically the world as I see it through the windows of my eyes. Welcome to my blog. Sit a spell in your big comfy armchair or favorite spot and read for a while if it suits and don't forget to leave a comment to let me know who you are and all that jazz. Looking forward to what each day brings and catch you on the flip side of the stars. Peace and blessings.

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