Released
Lifted,
I felt the heat of the sun.
Falling,
I froze, scorched by the cold.
I held fast to all I had.
Or I tried.
I struggle to be thankful,
For now,
My elevated dreams fulfill me.
I can say
That you didn't help me.
Copyright © Ahmad Abu-Gdairi | Year Posted 2020
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