From Darkness

I am pinned at every angle

wings bound

heart to the floor

blood hot in my gut

 

The blackness is frightening and

dusty air lingers in every corner

hugging moldy walls

drying my mouth

 

You have done this to me.

 

I have been here several times before

but this time I don't feel without hope

even as

I know my wings are bound

and my heart is to the floor

and the blood hot in my gut worsens

 

I feel something is near.

 

Not knowing what that is,

i lift myself while straddling the wall with both elbows, pushing, pushing, extending, further

and further until

I see some light and the tunnel seems less

Intimidating, more open than before

 

wings bound

heart to the floor

blood hot in my gut

 

The presence of life down here is rare and

things get sucked in that don't usually expel

But with the power of a rocket

And speed of a bullet

I'm expelling myself

 

Because I have a choice in this

 

And now I will no longer choose this black hole

This abyss

This cycle of self-conscious degradation

When I am knowingly

More

 

I remember once….

 

I believe all this to my core

And in the past I would ignore

my bounded wings

heart to the floor

blood hot in my gut

 

But today, as I stand tall,

truth wins and my eyes are clearer

 

And I don't rise, but fly

because my wings are unclipped

and my heart is aligned with my beliefs

and my blood is circling through and through

 

And where you thought you had all control

You have absolutely none 

Reviews

[Relic]

We are what we tell ourselves. The power is within us, It's up to us to believe in ourselves

Nice poem.