DEMONS

LIZ


Notice of absence from LIZ
PEACE, LOVE, LIGHT!


Beneath the moon, and impatient stars, I find the demons from my past.   

Seasons wrapped in a moment's time; waiting to find the missing lights.  

 

I keep them hidden; out of sight, you can't see them, but they're wise.  

 

Windows are open, I'm setting them free, darkness or light, I'm taking a risk!  

 

I may be alert, stiffly aware, but this time around, I'm doing it scared!  

 

  • Author: LKA (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 21st, 2023 00:22
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 12
  • Users favorite of this poem: tattooedreverie, L. B. Mek.
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Comments6

  • Garth Rakumakoe

    Yes, yes, Courage - YES!

    • LIZ

      Absolutely! Thank you!!!

    • The Dreamer

      Amazing! I hope I can reach your level someday, the way you are able to convey your feelings so precisely is just remarkable! (Although to be honest I don't think I understood the poem completely 😝, but atleast I tried 😂)

      • LIZ

        😆 thank you so much!! At least you tried! It's open to interpretation! However, what I'm trying to convey is....take a leap of faith. Whatever
        it is you're passionate about, do it scared!

      • The Dreamer

        Thank you for explaining, i got it now 👍🏻 (so what you meant was, do it scared if you are afraid but "do it", or am i misinterpreting it? 😅)

      • LIZ

        Exactly!!! ❤️

      • L. B. Mek

        taking action, while fingers shake
        that chosen drug, still coursing
        through our veins and stuttering lungs
        tears as smiles, hope as silence
        in this moment, my new page
        is birthed, bottles emptied
        everything binned
        a new me, excavating that child me
        from deep within, liberating a self
        I tried to burry, beneath fear's
        corrosive fingernails and lies
        'salut' with H2O, to my eyes
        free of self-cruelty's, bloodshot
        accusations
        watch out world, hear my roar
        prepare to watch a queen, soar...!

      • LIZ

        YES! Such an impact! "excavating that child me from deep within, liberating a self I tried to burry", such a painful, but beautiful process. Watch out world indeed!!! Thank you!!!



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