I am caught in a spider web
Spun from the confines of my own mind
Though, every day, I feel it starting to ebb
I feel that I am still very much confined.
There is a little voice putting me down,
Whispering doubts and fears and such,
Making me second-guess and frown,
Clouding my life too much.
Wise husband and some good friends,
"Have a little faith in you," they said.
With my positive side, I must make amends,
So that, my wings, I can spread.
I feel like casting a spell on that little voice,
Its powers, I would like to bind for good.
In dance and with myself, I want to rejoice,
Because, finally, I would have removed that lead hood.
The best thing to do is to keep in mind,
That whatever power is given freely, not taken.
For sure, it's going to feel like a long grind,
But from this unpleasant state, I shall waken.
Boy, I had not written a poem in a long time! I felt inspired since last night! ;o)
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