Old Ways

Old Ways

A Poem by Natasha

I don’t want my thoughts to destroy the war in the inner flesh.

The intuitions scream like a just lit fire.

The flames light up your eyes, but your soul remains calm.

The eyes tell all.

Perplexed darkness within.

I want to fall into your arms knowing I chose the right life.

The fear of abandonment takes over.

Depression settles in it’s blankets of snow.

As the flakes casually fall into my lap.

I know that if I don’t take this for what it is and move on,

this will all be an over-consuming regretful life.

My old life was yesterday.

© 2018 Natasha

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Hello dear Natasha. I agree with your words and thoughts.
"My old life was yesterday."
We must release the fear and pain. Hard to do, but we must. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.

Posted 7 Months Ago

"Depression settles in it's blankets of snow." That one really struck a chord. Nice poem.

Posted 7 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


7 Months Ago

thank you!
Enjoyed this. Looking forward to reading more of you.

Posted 3 Years Ago

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Added on January 23, 2018
Last Updated on January 23, 2018
Tags: darkness, depression, life, choice, choose, soul, abandonment, fear, control




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