My body is made of muscles yet it can’t endure the weight
It gets heavier while I evolve-
You know a sunflower stuck in a cage unable to reach the sky
Forced to die,
It’s when the monster doesn’t grow but you do so you start by being trapped-
He was my shield never wanting me to heal
Inside him I can feel when he would recoil,
Everything around me would start to boil,
Telling me all the lies when it wasn’t what I truly felt inside-
I admit he got into my brain and forced his restrain
Feeling like a cape only trying to kept me safe
I got tricked and I got played
My energy trapped surround by black-
Scratching, digging through all the gunk I felt lost and no one saw me behind this junk,
Through this darkness I’ve been fighting to escape
Growing my faith, balancing my powers only ever able to sedate,
Never giving up I prayed and glowed
Realizing this monster attacked me cause he knows,
Knows the power I hold-
In-tune with the next realm I visit them while my body sleeps
Touched by many spirits-
I ask them for help I seek out guidance
Man, this journey has taken long that I’ve lost some alliance-
It’s hard to be patient, its hard to wait
But here I am at the gate !
The shield just fell off, dropped and broke into pieces
I’m guided by her telling me
“hurry run, rise up, look feel the sun”
Floating I can’t believe this feeling,
It’s myself, it’s me without all the bleeding ..
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Final Call
She flings her arms around my neck and squeezes me like she’s never going to let me go. My head spins as her lips brush against my cheek. She must be able to feel my heart thumping in my chest. I shuffle backwards and ram my hands into my coat pockets, watching her reach down and heave the rucksack across her shoulders.
By Caroline Cravena day ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
That picture is very disturbing, and the poem is awesome.