Breathing Room

Introverted Sage

New vision with new framed eyes. 
Washed clean by all the tears I've cried. 

Like a kid in a candy store
Looking left, right, far, high and wide. 
Letting out the me - that's been buried inside. 
Be it pride
Made me want to hide
Sick of living a lie
The old me had to die. 

Saving grace
Wrapped my body in lace.
Done an aboutface
Now that I'm in this place.
Thought it was a race.
Heels dug in maintaining the haste. 
Breath of fresh air
Wings expanding with all this new space. 

Meant to be or shown to me.
It's gonna take a while to feel truly free. 
No matter what I've seen
All the places I've been.
This place feels more like home.
Moreso than I've ever known.
And with all the birds that have flown.
I can see how much I have grown.
And it means the world to me. 

All alone but feel accepted.
Different but no need to be messed with.
After all I've been tested
Forgiven my regrets list. 
Sensing some inhered rememberance.
Peering through these lenses. 

~Ruby L.S.~

  • Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 16th, 2024 19:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: 29.2023.12
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Cassie58

    Done an about face. Like sweeping the cobwebs away and having a fresh start. I think we all need to do that once in a while. Ruby, I enjoyed your poem. Thank you for posting.



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