Creative Writer Meets The World

Darkness and shadows are where my voice has dwelled, Ever since it has been afraid, To step into the light, To step out from hiding, My voice and words have always been, The strength I would draw from, To convey the depth of my heart, But pain and hurt has brought, My inner voice to its knees, Afraid to speak once again, Those words of depth and truth, Of beauty and light, Thrown against the wall, Thrown against steel, Belief that once was so simple, Scared to be felt again, Wanting to break free from chains, Wanting to express love, And to be given hope, To be given faith, To be given light, To float through as once before, Can you break through the darkness? Can you break through the shadows? Can you give it comfort? Can you lift this curse? The one that has gripped my heart? The one that has held onto my inner voice? Darkness and shadows are not where my voice belongs, It belongs in the wind of dreams, It belongs in th

Sometimes in life, We are given second chances, An opportunity to right wrongs, To apologize for past hurts, To start fresh, To start anew, Sometimes we are given hope, A time to reach out our hands, To grab onto a moment, A moment that can change one’s life, And bringing back something lost, One may not be able to undo the past, The words spoken, Harsh actions that were done, But sometimes paths will cross, And will bring you back, What once was lost, What might have felt gone forever, Sometimes in life, If we are truly blessed, One can find a second chance, An ability to start anew, To regain a friendship, Or even a past love, And rebuild that connection once again, To find life within that connection again, To find a meaning and beauty again, To give us hope and peace from our past, And to find a way to start over again, Sometimes in life, If we are truly lucky, If we are truly blessed, We are given a second chance