My Inner Voice
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I leave the daily hustle and bustle
of a city's cacophony of sound.
And head for where the leaves softly rustle
in the breeze, and no one else is around.
When I'm alone, I find an inner peace
that raises my soul to a higher plane.
And anxiety's attacks slowly cease
free from critical critiques and disdain.
Seclusion fuels imagination
shaping reality within my mind.
And it's a feeling of liberation,
unrestricted by rules of any kind.
Whenever I seek solitude by choice,
I hush the whispers of my inner voice.
(Sonnet)
May 2, 2018
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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