Walking on a tightrope of feelings and emotions, looking
ahead, never down, afraid of falling.
Testing the strength of my future with every step, aware
of an inner spirituality taking my soul, guiding, leading
me across interior canyons of turmoil and grief.
Finding tears have all been stored deeply within, never
wiping any of them away, living in depths of my sorrow
since childhood.
Never forgetting it's loss and pain, writing it all into
poetry to be seen and remembered throughout this lonesome
life on earth.
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Inner spirit! To overcome the troubles of life. Thanks for sharing.