My Voice
I
hope everyone had a good week. I've
decided to post a newly written poem I created for my English class this
week. I hope you all enjoy and comments are welcome. Have a
fantastic weekend!
It was summer; the summer after high school graduation,
all the fanfare gone,
all the anticipated success gone—
There I sat in my bedroom—
Waiting for what was to come—
Waiting to hear my voice—
A voice that could not be heard
Over the static of my own inhibitions—
Lost in a crowd of my mind,
I reached out to find my own voice—
A single, solitary voice that was mine.
Diminished by imaginary voices, I reached towards my
authentic being—
My real voice—
Traveling to that place, I felt in awe of my power—
My own rhythm—
My own sense of myself—
It was a new world—
A new, uncharted land.
At first, I was afraid,
Afraid to unleash that voice inside.
I knew was always there,
Like a friendly apparition—
Looking at a blank slate—
I fervently prayed for my voice to come—
To free itself from self-imposed chains—
It finally came, to my astonishment and relief.
And, oh, did it come in a torrent of thoughts and feelings—
Of those I did not know existed and they swam in my soul—
As I let the words flow,
I felt a release—
A release of my inner self that asked to be revealed
Throughout my life—
The friendly ghost finally freed—
Never to be held captive again.
To the surprise of all, that voice has remained to this day—
Strong in its desire to be heard and acknowledged—
That has a new thought to impart everyday—
My authentic voice is now audible—
For the world to heed!
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