The Awakening
Bubble of Despair
One day I was lost, enclosed in a seemingly impenetrable bubble of despair and regret,
uncertain as to why I allowed myself to fall so far for a man
who did not intend to plummet with me.
The next day, however, something awoke within me;
it was a new feeling of hope and promise,
something I had not felt in a very long time.
The awakening did not erase the past.
No, life did not work that way,
and I do not really want it to.
But to be free is an overwhelming sensation;
one I had forgotten existed in my plan
to live my present-day life within the comforting arms of history.
About the Creator
Lizzy Gabrick
I spent many years reading and writing in my adolescence but have found inspiration has lapsed since I have become more settled into my adult life--a career and marriage. I look forward to changing that and sharing my creations with you.
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Wow! The image is nice. And the poem too