Today I stumbled out of bed
Not needing to be there,
mentally drained as my mind travels everywhere
Today I will write and curate
I will pretend and play
I will relive every memory and make believe I defeated my opponents
I imagine I have reached my greatest feat
I fight to strive, keeping my greatest hope alive
Today I will finish what I started
The papers, the books, heavy hearted journals
All the written pieces, loosely left words
Dangle off the pens, stained emotions become real
Today I will forget who I was
And become who I need to be
I will let my fingers dance on the keyboard
As rhythm flows delicately
Today my mind will travel to familiar places seeking the unknown
I will see the images that have held me captive
Lest I have forgiven
and moved on
Today I will free myself
Open heart without blemish or bruise
Purposely by doing what I have been gifted to do
A piece of peace, for every written word is truth.
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