Life has always been fight
or flight for me.
It left me wounded and lost.
Earthquakes have come and
passed.
But now misery no longer
recides in me.
My feathery wings are
ready for flight.
I will inhale and exhale.
Get ready to take a leap
of faith.
With hope I will fly
effortlessly across the
the sky, over gigantic
skyscrapers.
The sky will dance happily
with me, birds will chipper
away in delight.
I will be ready for the inevitable
change.
Ready to make my escape
from the life that kept
me as a puppet on strings.
I will take a stand.
I no longer need a hand.
I am my own boss.
- Next month I become my
own boss, no more relying
on people. It is all up to
me.
YOU ARE READING
A Trail of Galaxies
RandomI am by no means a poet. I simply write straight from my heart❤️. These words are a compilation of scrambled thoughts, feelings and experiences that resonate with me. *May contain sensitive topics ✨💡✨💡✨💡✨💡✨💡✨
