All Mine

Up towards the sky the balloon flies,

carried by the laughter,

happiness,

acceptance.

All mine

 

Through the clouds,

the stars,

filled with light,

surrounded by doubt,

hope.

All mine

 

Spiraling upwards,

piercing through the guilt,

anxiety,

despair.

All mine.

 

Dark cascades

in the lonely space.

Up it goes

shining bright,

buoyed,

and cajoled.

Their help let me see.

 

Their support,

loyalty,

love --

will

set

me

free.

This poem is about: 
Me

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Hemu

Liked it dude...

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