Hurting is healing!
Ointment to salve the wounds,
Self inflicted by my mind,
Like razor cuts unkind,
Thoughts I have about the world,
Just thoughts, no truth,
I had them since my youth,
Unwilling to let go, hanging on for comforts sake,
After all they’re mine,
And with them, I done just fine,
Hanging on to them, like life,
And yet, I see and hear,
Other voices clear,
Go forth young man,
Explore the new,
Sit in another pew,
Search your longing to know more,
Instead your mind, use heart and soul,
Not just part of, but the whole,
You are entrapped, your mind your prison,
Your soul the key,
To set you free,
Question that which innermost,
Your mind and body just a host,
Those hurtful prison bars escape,
Along with poison scars to date,
Reach deep your inner core,
Your peace and freedom find once more.
25/04/2008
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I hope your not a prisoner of self infliction
your to kind to others & a lover of Mother's Crteatures to be kept into a cage, I open your door my friend
You have permission to do your free will
Deep Write & Yes I Been There In That Cage
Much Love & Blessings
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Thanks for sharing!!
Lvoe Tinka
~~ Micke
Your peace and freedom find once more.
Something I seem to think about more and more each day now. I think soon I'll just head off into the wilderness, and live the rest of my days there in comtemplation of life.
I salute You, Poet.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
P.S.: (*) ARTmosphere. Coined by Poet David L. Young
Georg
ET
Be always safe,
Karen