The walls are too white
My mind sparks a fight
The brain feels too tight
Nothing feels right
Defense is to bite
Spirit flies like a kite
To run I just might
World too bright
Going to a new height
When will I feel alright
Life an endless night
Seeing without sight
Words are my dynamite
Thoughts taking flight
Living inside the fright
Thank you for reading my latest and newest poem. There will be more to come in the future but words and thoughts take time which is something few have during the holidays. Still, I appreciate all my readers.
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Tangerinehippiestudios
☮️Inspired by the inspiration around me☮️Get inspired to change the world☮️Or take a look at mine☮️My aura is orange and bleeds throughout my words☮️
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