My own worst enemy

02 May 2011 2 Comments

by bryliejane in Poetry Tags: dreams, Heart, inspiration, Poetry, Selfishness

It was a long and arduous road
But I endured and overcame
I found the place only imagined
Now life will never be the same
I am amazed and overwhelmed
Love reached a whole new soaring height
Where once was fear inducing shadow
Now almost blinds with brilliant light
Yet while I’m drowning here in magic
The tortured poet lies within
She whispers dark into my daytime
And lets doubt crawl under my skin
Joy overflows, beyond amazed
So much to colour darkened dreams
Yet she always looks for threads
To slowly pull apart the seams
Why search for what tomorrow holds
When here and now is more than bliss?
With so much pure inspiration
How could I ask for more than this?

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