I wanted this Freedom.
This Unknown.
I wanted to crave like
somebody truly Desperate.
I wanted to see myself
catapult my Light from
All of this Darkness.
I wasn’t sent here to
simply smile and be
trampled on; I was sent
here to ruffle feathers,
challenge the Injustices,
and remind you of your own
Lightness.
You don't need to bend, and
you don't need to bow.
All you need is to know your
Truth; the Truth of all Truths.
Let your Truth be your
Compass.
About the Creator
Nicole C
Writing sporadically... I tried some challenges but never won anything. Sometimes my poetry helps me process whatever has been going on... sometimes it is pure fiction. Sometimes I like to write about pop culture and astrology.
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
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I love this poem. 🥺❤️