Deep darkness;
A prison of my own making;
I thought I could breathe
I was blind and could not see…my enemies
Didn’t have to stab me in the back;
I gave them the knife
I allowed their opinions…they’ve dominated my will;
I thought I was safe;
I thought I could breathe…
Copyright. 2010. Moji S.
I don't often leave a poem without a concise finish....but this one is unique in its right. I may add more in the future....enjoy!!!
ReplyDeleteArt called Spiritual Awakening by Edwin Lester...enjoy this too...
Hmm, deep. I would like to see any additions you decide.
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