Early morning mists bring about the summer’s haze – you get the gist

You stare outside the window in a deep and transfixed gaze, seeing all the beauty laid out like a petaled maze
Hallucinating – like the world is translucent
Trying to feel emotion but – you can’t find the solution

You want to step outside the world and experience the embrace not seeing it from a closed space
But it’s like Medusa’s closed the windows and you can’t think through

Oh this hell you’ve been through might just drink like y’all friends do

The sadness is eloping when the door is locked, the darkness it consumes you and you take extra note, of how this makes you feel

And you don’t want to drown again you want to be with sunshine and the flowers to mend.
Like a bottomless lake of misery – wallowing in self-pity
Wake up, get up, stir something inside somebody, make yourself angry

Break the window until you scream and want to cry, there are options there is hope there is power in the outside meadow
Feel the blood dripping of your fingers? Ignore it. You were made to beat this
So break outside the glass and feel it – the glory of being freed of it

Feel the breeze across your skin the wind will free your mind and within
Don’t just watch it through dark glass, but live it so it’s past
Climb beyond what you see – surmount this impossible task

And relish in the new day the new life now begins


Co-written with the beautiful Shaylie Pryer who wrote the most stunning lines in this poem. 😉

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