Stone Memories
I stand surrounded in the garden
Of memories in which I’m stuck
Because of the curse she’d struck
That made my past harden.
The goddess of darkness didn’t pardon
My feelings upon freezing my bad luck
So I’d never escape and would forever skulk
Amid mistakes that aren’t golden.
I must use happiness and love
To escape my fear.
I must hold my head above
The scene which horrors of
My past will soon clear,
But only if I channel my inner dove.
This poem is about:
Me
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