I lie here alone, to let my imagination wander
I see my thoughts sewn, there power is like thunder
The pain I was hiding, from the trauma I had suffered
So I leave it all behind, so the truth can be discovered.
I waited for a reason, at a door without a key
I endured the many seasons, when there was nothing left of me
I suppressed, and then reassessed my feelings
So I could make some sense, of this reality
Then I guessed, and I obsessed with the meaning
Of what it truly means, to be free.
The waiting gave me my answer, of what lay behind that door
I could hear the sound of laughter, and I felt the lions roar
I saw a beautiful dancer, and I could smell the sea by the shore
The victor will be a chancer, who is clearly self-assured.
So now I walk around smiling, there is such a place within me
Finally, I can stop fighting, the truth was always the key
The reasons I just kept writing, I fell in love with my poetry
My words became exciting, they were my remedy
As my passion continued rising, to align with destiny.
Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 10:50 AM UTC
I lie here alone, to let my imagination wander
I see my thoughts sewn, there power is like thunder
The pain I was hiding, from the trauma I had suffered
So I leave it all behind, so the truth can be discovered.
I waited for a reason, at a door without a key
I endured the many seasons, when there was nothing left of me
I suppressed, and then reassessed my feelings
So I could make some sense, of this reality
Then I guessed, and I obsessed with the meaning
Of what it truly means, to be free.
The waiting gave me my answer, of what lay behind that door
I could hear the sound of laughter, and I felt the lions roar
I saw a beautiful dancer, and I could smell the sea by the shore
The victor will be a chancer, who is clearly self-assured.
So now I walk around smiling, there is such a place within me
Finally, I can stop fighting, the truth was always the key
The reasons I just kept writing, I fell in love with my poetry
My words became exciting, they were my remedy
As my passion continued rising, to align with destiny.
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