Poem Body
It seemed as if I had molted
Crawled out of a chitinous shell
Armor long since grown too small
Became a paralyzing hell
Tender flesh now sits exposed
Defenseless to the passing time
Without restraint now, something grows
In the corners of my mind
Corpuscles flowing freely through
Vessels throbbing in plain sight
My Metamorphosis begins
Each and every lonely night
Every morning I’m reborn
Into an opportunity
The wild world keeps turning
Let’s hope it turns for me
Comments
How marvelous...
to have such an attitude! Yes, each new day, is the opportunity to begin anew! I cannot find any fault here. I wish you the best
in each day, and the fortitude to accomplish your goals. This is how I wish everyone would start their day, with the thought that you are responsible for how you approach each and every challenge. ~ Geez.
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