Shall I write something articulate
Could it be profound?
Read aloud the ring in my voice
Carrying just the right needed sound.
What happened to my fears
The ones holding me back,
they drowned.
At the city park pool,
in my home town.
Save me from myself
Or was I found?
Retired the mask
of the frowning clown.
What goes around
comes back around.
Throughout my childhood
Was screamed so loud.
But looking back
I'll say, I'm proud.
Reflecting on the mirror
Not on the ground.
I let my darkness
fly in the clouds.
Submerged myself
Gained internal wealth.
I like the look of me now.
~Ruby L.S.~
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Author:
Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Excellent. Like a phoenix from the ashes.
Thank you!
Love the flow.
Thank you!
Brilliant!
tight, tight flow dear Poet
what a great reading experience..
'What goes around
comes back around.
Throughout my childhood
Was screamed so loud.
But looking back
I'll say, I'm proud.
Reflecting on the mirror
Not on the ground.
I let my darkness
fly in the clouds.'
Thank you!!
This has the wonderful message of survival or overcoming, something ew all need to do or develop the strength to do. Beautiful!
Thank you!!
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