The Power of Poetry
When life breaks me into pieces
It doesn't happen all at once
It is a gradual chipping away
At the pieces of my soul
The light within me fades
Into nothing but a shadow
My smiles grow dimmer
And my eyes lose their shine
Although my spirit darkens
There are some things that remain
Piercing through the darkness
Refusing to evaporate
These things are full of wonder
Of words so rich and bright
Of color and of spirit
Of hope for something new
And though I'm trapped in darkness
These things will help me see
For even the blackest clouds
Can be extinguished by poetry
Poetry has taught me
That even sorrow can hold beauty
That someone's else's end
Can be someone else's beginning
It has taught me about love
In all its many forms
And helped me see that losing
Can be just as great as winning
When I'm surrounded by the darkness
And am unable to see
I ponder words and stanzas
And finally am free
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