Wise Words
I take my pen in hand
Breathing in and out
Maybe these words will take me to that distant land
The one of love and peace, the one where I'll have no doubt
Believe it or not, I wish you could see
Words stuck in my throat
If only you would believe!
Tears fall freely because of what I wrote.
Tore my heart out; laid it out for you to see
You rip it apart!
My thoughts grow like a tree
Growing freely into what feels like a new start.
Take me for who I am and don't judge me!
These words are for all to hear,
why can't you see?
I hold these so dear.
But these words aren't just simple words!
They hold the key to my soul.
These are wise words
Let them take their tole.
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