Free at Last
Troubled and tired and did not know what to do
Confused about religion, pleasures and promises of the world
Looked for answers for my dying soul and a place to rest because I felt so blue
Like someone stepping out a sphere that had been just twirled
Loud I cried, but no words could come out
In the midst of the crowd, I was nothing but a ghost
Driven by pain, sorrow and deception, I found myself on the lonely route
Burned by the sun like someone who had made a pot roast
No strength left, I fell face down on the sand
Nothing but silence I heard, thought I was traveling to the other world
Then I felt as if the Living Light took me by the hand
Whispered in my ears "it's time to unfold..."
Freedom I sensed, life became anew
Courage I gained, my mind was at ease
Peace I found, I felt so true
I deprived of it all to be led by the Breeze
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Can-Dah-Say
Amazing! My name is Candace. Reading your poem made me want to reach out to you about a book of poems coming out Titled #MyStory. If you are interested in submitting a poem you can contact me at candacenicholas98@gmail.com.
Thank you,
Candace Nicholas
Bro Still
Good, format and wording was right on point,