Smashing Into The Ethers
These cycles keep repeating,
generation after generation in my bloodlines.
I am the black sheep because I want to break them.
I want to smash them into pieces than throw them into the ethers.
It ends with me never to be repeated again.
Sometimes it feels heavy all of this healing.
Sometimes I grow resentful because I can't be like them.
Sometimes I feel like I stand out like a sore thumb.
Sometimes I feel like I never belonged.
Sometimes I ask why I was I chosen.
Than I realize I am stronger minded.
For every heavy load I carry I know I wouldn't be given it if I couldn't bare it.
Than I continue smashing those pieces sending them into the ethers.
Copyright © Destiny Kiepper | Year Posted 2022
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