My spirit cannot be bridled
For it is as wild as fire –
As innocent as a child
And in secrecy, has desires.
My body cannot contain it –
No, because of how strong I am –
All that my spirit resonates
Could fill an entire room.
I may die and not be missed;
Lest people forget with one accord
That I left behind good remnants –
I shall come and haunt that void.
- Author: Amy Michelle Mosier ( Offline)
- Published: April 16th, 2024 17:01
- Category: Reflection
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