Soul Searching Tonight - Poem by Jeri Martindale
Come on, get up, get in, shut the door; Time to go for a spin; it's been a long while since I've went soul searching.
Turn it up, bang your head, light me up a cigarette. The atmosphere isn't quite ready yet, we may have to ride around for a bit, I can't find my soul in the wrong mindset.
Oh yeah, here we go, I feel my EGO letting go, no longer strangling my neck so tightly, a calmness now wrapped round me slightly.
One day I will figure out how to feel like this each and every day without having to escape on purpose.
You see, I only see the beautiful side of myself on days like this, my heart pounding inside my chest.
What am i so afraid of hiding, aren't we supposed to always show this side of ourselves right now in the present, to behave wildly?
Breathe, inhale, take a deep breath, the woman I know inside of me is much less frightening that the one that the world gets.
I open my eyes the room is filled with smoke. Read the message we can shine like never before.
I do not share her with many, even though she would cure and heal in the end, she was there from the very beginning.
I let go now, no more hiding; forgive, let go, smile, perfect timing;
I pretend no one is watching me, released this power no longer inside of me slowly dying.
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