Poetry: Sight


Dark tunnel with pushable struggles,

a dire escape and no light in sight

unheeding freedom blazing through one’s will

feeling undeserving of the journey.


Words are thrown about who to become

one grants their pleads

and forget where we are headed

the ending road should lead to calm.


Defeating unexpected waves

one endures the turmoil

they scream, but one is tired

you cannot do this for them.


Hopeful of a triumphant exit

if your eyes can open

and witness your deserving happiness

as you transform into your will.



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