Any Girl Could Feel This Way..

January 15, 2018
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My breathing is calm,

my eyes are looking forward.

I can feel my heart beating,

I can hear it, too.

My mind wants to give up, but my heart begs it not to.

My head remains up high, where I can feel the air brush my cheeks and the broad echoe of your voice asking me to relax and my horrible, regretful response: "I can't".

But the way the homeless stay positive.

The way I can still see the green to the rough, brown pasture.

The way you smile, even through the darkest of days..

That is what wakes me up each and every morning.

That is why I can feel my heart beating.

I can hear music in my ears.

I can run a mile without looking back.

I hadn't been able to feel this free before.

I had no key to my heart, no voice or vision.

Piece by piece, you repaired me.

Why me?

Why, of all people, did you help me?

Because of you, I can smile once more without faking the elation behind it.

I can speak louder than my doubts and fears.

I've encountered excruciating pain.

I've seen the dark to the light,

I'd figured it was over; that I couldn't be fixed.

Look at me now: I can see once more.

I can thank you with words that are spoken through my voice.

Truly now I can see the moon and feel the air.

I can now smile and view my life at school differently.

So, thank you.

Thank you, thank you, and thank you.






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@Sofia_Gonz07 Great poem!
 
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