I feel my heart beating again
The world is collapsing
There's no way out but drown
Until I realized there is an up to this down
I feel something changing,
Something writhing
It's my soul black and dead
Ignited anew by a flame instead
Changing as I change
Feeling as I feel
I am no longer the leaf
Destined to fall
There is purpose to my growth
Reason to my being
I am one of many sisters, brothers
Surrounded by others
Not held down
But kept up
They are not the similar current
So I accept something different
I am the sun
Ready to shine
Upon the leaves
That kept me so safe
- Author: Burtle ( Offline)
- Published: May 17th, 2016 06:58
- Comment from author about the poem: Part 2 of old depression poems.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 28
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