Celebrate with me
I am here in this moment
I am the one who is chosen
To be set free
In the darkness and envy
In the land of good and plenty
I am the one
who soaks up the sun
and lets out victory
one moment you see me
And then I am gone
At the sound of the gong
Rising within me
A voice for a voiceless society
That was once too afraid to speak
The cycle starts, breaks, ends
with me
But do you see the demons?
They hide in every corner
full of misconceptions and horror
They hold me in my sleep
Chase me in my dreams
Watching every moment
Sucking out my energy
I start to wonder if I am really free
As I cry myself to sleep
Living with the hauntings
ancestors once plead
Dead and gone now
While I sit here and bleed
It is what no one sees
You see a face so happy
Filled with joy and glee
to be in one little spot of the world
That celebrates my victory
A wall is sheltering
keeping us safe within
Out there they perceive our sin
Inside I am safe for the moment
But I was always just as broken
Dealing with the trauma
That others label as self inflicted
I can not help what I’ve inherited.
So, celebrate with me
In this moment
I am the one who is chosen
To be broken
Hurting for the cause
gaze upon my wounds
close up or abroad
Maybe you will find freedom too
Celebrate with me
Celebrate with me.
About the Creator
Sidney Smith
A picture tells a thousand words, and a thousand words can paint a beautiful picture.
I have been a writer all of my life. It has been like an anchor for me to release emotions, process ideas, and escape into a world of fantasy.
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