The Knowing
Dark clouds,
cover the emptiness in my chest,
my hope will break the windows of ignorance that threaten to box me in,
I glorify in this empty feeling because it is now a part of me,
I'm more than what you saw at first glance,
if knowledge is freedom, then give me a chance.
👁 1💬 1
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (1)
Comments are closed for this poem.