Untethered
A poem
I want the whirring flames to stop
I want to find myself again
I want to feel my feet touch earth
I want to call myself a friend
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So many nights, wasted in pain
Over a weak, malicious lie
Told by my own mind, to myself.
A barrier that blocks the sky
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Where is the truth I once contained?
Where is the clarity inside?
Where is the force of my own will
That not even my fear could hide?
Where is the certainty of life
That force that holds us to the ground
The gravity I’ve so long lacked.
That will be where my peace is found
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I lost myself along the way
I made a deal–he took the lot
That devil voice that lives inside
That turns your sense of self to rot
Now, spinning out, I grasp at straws–
Some string to tether me to Earth
A gold thread leading back to me.
A knot, tying me to my worth
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Where am I?
Where did I go?
This is the first time that I’ve asked
I’ve had my head buried in sand
While meanwhile, seven years have passed
But maybe our estrangement’s why
This lying voice is haunting me–
Self, tether me back to myself
And help me realize I’m free
About the Creator
Joelle E N
Poet & Storyteller ✨
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf
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