Upon these steps I sit reminiscing on the emotions my heart is feeling. I am in a state of utter awe, and I don’t know if I can move from this prison of endearment.
What do I do? What do I say? I remain here in a moment of prediction, in a moment of rude awakenings that slowly stunt my growth in this journey we call love. I don’t understand it, I just live within it, and let it consume my inner ambitions.
Must I keep everything concealed in this locked box my mind has chosen to hidden in? Must I choose between freedom and honesty? Must I continue to feel bitter?
The taste of these riddles are chastising my mouth and my throat remains dry, and I thirst for answers. Give me the truth so I can quench this need to be fulfilled in my journey, my growth, my soul.
Give me peace, so I can stand here unmoved.
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