The Me inside Me
Since the day I was born there was no light only scorn.
The smiles of my loved ones were the masks for their disappointment in me,
They would always shake their fingers and tell me that the devil was nearly born in me.
Free, a term that I was unfamiliar,
how ever similar to the bondage and slavery that was bestowed to me,
through all the hardships and dishonesty that got me to being the me in me.
To get to me, they paved my path with lies,
only so they could disguise,
the pain and misery, they tried to inflict upon me.
Every day was a struggle to juggle,
the me inside me and the fake me they wanted me to be,
in the end I spread my wings again and dropped the me they wanted me to be.
I Lept.. straight off their tower of lies,
Plummeting through the skies, I opened all 3 of my eyes,
this is when I started to realize, that I could fly,
I became the me inside me, spreading my wings, I flew through the skies,
and then to my surprise, this is when I realized I was set free.
In the end.. we are made to be free if we want to be...
in the end.. if you want to live you got to believe you are to be free..
in the end.. if you follow me I will save you to be free with me..
in the end.. we are all simple.. we are free...
(This is a freestyle Poem that I wrote. this is 100% my original writing. the picture is from google.. I didn't want to break any mirrors for a picture for a poem...)
Very nice poem. I came across you through one of @jeremycrow's posts.
It feels odd to say but your words are very inspirational to those of us still searching for answers....
Thank you
This was a poem about how freedom is inside of you hidden in your Kundalini. The Kundalini is your potential, and the wings are literally talking about wings. You get wings when you raise your Kundalini.
Really nice one.... Keep up the good work :)
Thank you ❤ today was about working on my own energy rather than other energies around me. So I made a poem. I write intuitively.
Beautiful words. I really liked it. Upvoted and resteemed.
Thanks love❤