Underneath The Skin

There are times

when we look back.

We see burdens

strapped to our backs.

The capacity for

vision can’t be found.

So we must put

both feet on the ground.

But what I see as

the day creeps slowly by,

at times softness can

sustenance not supply.

So I tear out my

cordially met manners.

To supply my own

light with oil-less lanterns.

Hello my friend,

I can see you clearly now.

With my own light

the ins and outs of how.

How to learn

about myself everyday.

How to open eyes

with ferocity on display.

I’ll go along with

those who do the same.

If I slip though own

I will the plentiful blame.

Respect I will

still exude outward.

Fight I will though

as if a burning flower.

I extend the bouquet

yet I supply a slight grin.

Just know that I fight

battles underneath the skin.

The world will not

hear unless we scream.

Harbor good will

yet fight for your dreams.

Softness well received

can be snuffed out by the world.

Appreciate the journey

shine bright inside but also outward.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    Okay, this might be my favorite! This one moved me to tears, touched me on such a deeply emotional level!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Well I’m glad you liked it. It makes me happy that you enjoy reading my pieces. It gives me great confidence.


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