Trying to tread carefully, foot after foot,
I feel everything like a mentally deep cut,
Unravelled carpet was hiding a cigarette butt.
Moving forward slowly after I previously stopped,
Viewpoints change up when growth is unlocked,
Unwanted and unviewed like a film that flopped.
Presenting a picture that not all will experience,
Comprehension is floundered, your too dense,
Those who have faith forever feel a presence.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Good write SM. Should we also have faith in........., though he's 'gone home' - does he exist?! Yes!! lol.
Lol that boy again.
This poem presents to me the starting point for most a block to push off of. Nicely worded
thanks very much.
You are most welcome
Shaun, this is about movement that isn’t triumphant, just necessary. Small steps, hidden damage, changed perspective, and a quiet sense of presence underneath it all. It’s restrained, reflective, and grounded. Well done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
cheers, yes we all have to and will get there.
Cheers, friend!
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