Writing Through the Fire
A Poem by Lena. Form Created by Author.
This is the first poem in a self-challenge to write a poem every day. Thank you for reading, and wish me luck to keep the pace!
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I don't write for you.
I write to get through -
Through the mire,
And the fire.
*
I write the words that replay
In my mind every day -
Words that sting,
Words that sing.
*
Thoughts are weights that pull like gravity,
Pulling me down - dark is all I see.
Helpless.
Hopeless.
*
I don't write for you.
I write to get through -
Through the mire,
And the fire.
*
To purge these thoughts that taunt,
And expel the ghosts that haunt-
Holding me captive,
Keeping me as slave.
*
To these thoughts that pull like gravity,
Pulling me down - dark is all I see.
Helpless.
Hopeless.
*
So I write the thoughts that push through.
Through words, I find the days renewed -
No longer captive,
Nor a helpless slave.
*
Through the mire,
And the fire -
With words I find my way through,
And my words are not for you.
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Xx - Lena
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Copyright Lena Folkert 2022
Originally published on Medium.
About the author
Lena Borondia
Alaskan Grown Freelance Writer 🤍 Lover of Prose
Former Deckhand & Barista 🤍 Always a Pleaser & Eggshell-Walker
Lifelong Animal Lover & Whisperer 🤍 Ever the Student & Seeker
Traveler 🤍 Dreamer 🤍 Wanderer
Happily Lost 🤍 Luckily in Love
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Comments (24)
I could hear a tune as I read this, so I started singing it. Lovely, Lena.
I know the feeling...
Interesting read, use of refrains and rhyme scheme. I write every day although not always poems. So this was a great reminder of how I feel deep in the heart. It's always a blessing when someone plucks the heartstrings. :)
Relatable. Agree with previous comment too... you could se this to music. Fab top story!
Those words are lyrics. :-)
Keep writing, we love it. 💛
Thanks Lena, this is wonderful.
Beautiful keep going - healing the soul through poetry is something I am trying to do myself -these lines below literally gave me shivers ! <3 "I don't write for you. I write to get through - Through the mire, And the fire. * To purge these thoughts that taunt, And expel the ghosts that haunt- Holding me captive, Keeping me as slave." Keep going you very talented <3
This was beautiful, honestly. Great work!
I, and I’m sure “we” can relate. Thank you for capturing it for all of us like a butterfly that must be handled gently. Subscribed as well.
Loved this so much! It's like a song
I feel this so much. Thanks for sharing.
Beautiful Lena! <3
this is fabulous
I loved the chorus-like repetition! Thanks for writing this
Beautifully stated! Many hearts ❤️
Excellent words from a real poet
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Brilliant, and relatable.
Powerful! A very good and thoughtful poem, and excellent on the Top Story!
Absolutely deserving of a Top Story! *Very* powerful!
Powerful poem! Great job!
Very powerful and understandable.
Your poem is very relatable. There are stories I just want to get off my Chest and its ok, if no one reads it.