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Soul Searching


The death of family, friends

Held me captive and let my soul plummet,

Like a baby bird falling out of the nest. 

No chance of security. 

My wings had been clipped,

Permanently damaged

 

What purpose did this Earth serve me 

Without the ones I loved? 

My soul snuck into darkness. 

No more hope 

Soul faded 

Body empty 

 

There was no chance escaping my head 

Thoughts run wild 

Brain never sleeping. 

Imagination would consume me, 

like helpless prey. 

 

I was nothing 

Just another body roaming 

Motions upon motions 

Nothing more 

I was nothing. 

 

A stranger 

Not only to myself 

But an alien to those who knew me 

Saved 

A soft kiss from mother nature 

Brought me back to life 

 

I found myself in nature 

In the swaying of leaves, 

The painting of sunsets, 

Provided me a purpose.

Life flourishes in front of me 

Life ran through my blood 

 

My soul laid in wild fields of flowers. 

Soul searching 

Came to me 

The most unexpected of times 

Brought me back to life 

 
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