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Unshackled
Could beliefs be wrong I've survived for too long in a world full of conflicts, wilting nascent innocence-- with venomous fearful experiences.. Broken dreams crawl to breathe inflicted with harsh realities unaware of masked conspiracies in fiery oceans of betrayal, now pound against my sanity floating to silver stars-- they shiver to exist in probabilities.. Diminishing hopes entangled in twisted vague ropes digging deeper in graves of deceased memories with pain, now wander on ghostly roads to bury my doubts in deserts-- they struggle to break free from paranoia.. Banished desires shriveled in cobwebs of perturbed fate drowning me in labyrinths of mourning wails of apathy, now stand valiantly in pain to discard thorns of memories-- they peep to bloom on a sparkling dawn.. Dreams, desires, hopes now faded pages in my book rest in secret dreams when my old soul knocks on doors of crimson agony, raging embers of morose scars fester my wounds in tyranny, blood red scuffles of anguish drench my chapped lips to revive-- buried spears hurled at me.. I've walked an unrelenting journey obliviating desolate scars melting stormy whiplash with exuberant hope of love. I've vowed to discard that fragment tossing my miserable frozen chunks rolling forth with fervent streams on midnight along a canopy to fly afar and find my shore. I've paid my last visit to broken twigs of dissolving fears begging for atonement in mercy swooshing with cushions of dried leaves. I've wiped the wailing stories retreating into resurrection soothing whispers healed my infliction from hurricanes of exile. I'm tired I'm tired I need to move on to disperse afar like dandelion seeds. Unshackled from your anchor my ship in stormy seas releases a victorious incandescence manifested by shimmering strength of the hurt you'd inflicted upon me.. August 6, 2020 INFLICTIONS Poetry Contest Sponsor: Silent One ~Winner: 1st Place
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