April Walter Skyy Poet Blank verse

Out of Control

In control I try to be
  but... the tear drops you will always see
A rebellious soul is inside me
  Spontaneous combustion occurs all around me
Down and out
  I just want to shout
but when I open my mouth
  nothing comes out
A fierce fire grows inside
  waiting to be ignited 
To feel the wind underneath me, around me
  That's where I want to be
The powerful, mysterious and sexy women
  I am open to be
When I look outside of me

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Thomas Martin October 5, 2015 at 2:18 PM Great sentiments! Love your expression. Will be back! April Walter Skyy October 8, 2015 at 2:54 PM Thank you. What they see is the outward so I think I am I think I might is more then what's in your sight!!! Skyy

Richard Lamoureux August 30, 2015 at 9:06 AM What will be will be, perhaps looking inside is the answer. April Walter Skyy October 8, 2015 at 2:53 PM Outward is what people see. So I think I am I think I might when my inside is out of sight!!! Skyy