It's been a while since I've written anything for fun,
my mind has gone to rest.
School has made writing something that I shun,
which turned me into a mess.
I constantly run around in circles,
searching for the right words to say.
I have to try to clear an endless set of hurdles,
as I struggle to wade across the boundless bay.
The bay separating me from my creativity.
The bay separating me from my truth.
The bay keeping me in timeless captivity.
The bay that's taking away my joyful youth.
Someday I'll learn to bridge the divide,
to transcend the barriers that keep me on the shore.
To let parts of me out that I usually hide.
To be myself and never ask for more.
Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 3:57 PM UTC
It's been a while since I've written anything for fun,
my mind has gone to rest.
School has made writing something that I shun,
which turned me into a mess.
I constantly run around in circles,
searching for the right words to say.
I have to try to clear an endless set of hurdles,
as I struggle to wade across the boundless bay.
The bay separating me from my creativity.
The bay separating me from my truth.
The bay keeping me in timeless captivity.
The bay that's taking away my joyful youth.
Someday I'll learn to bridge the divide,
to transcend the barriers that keep me on the shore.
To let parts of me out that I usually hide.
To be myself and never ask for more.
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