Let me go, I ask so often
Feeling like I like have no control
Over my life.
Over my feelings.
Over my mind.
Am I running from something,
Trying to get away?
From what?
What am I so afraid of?
What am I trying to escape?
And where would I go?
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22 & Learning Poetry Collection: Curiously Beautiful
PoetryBeing vulnerable is one of the scariest things any human being can do; to unfasten the armor reinforced by a lifetime of difficult lessons, strip down to nothing but the fine curves of one's existence, and bare the scars of the soul in the sincerity...
