SparkingGlitch

Do you ever feel that cramped feeling? Unable to stretch out and to blossom into something new? Taste the sun for the first time and thrust my roots into the earth as I stand tall. Facing off the winter and gracing the spring with your colors? Well that's how I feel. There are days were I wish to shatter this pot and escape into the world. Flying through seeds and planting myself somewhere new. A place where I can truly grow and discover myself. Rising to the occasion and becoming something beautiful and strong. Like the mighty oak. Standing tall for all to see. With the sun soaking it’s leaves in joy as the birds sing their melodies of thanks. Where the forestry speaks of your tales and smiles at you. Where you can take on the world and even if you fall you will grow again and rise back up. I will break out of this pot no matter how long it takes. Because I want a taste to be like the mighty oak ready to face it all. The brunt and the brawn...the winter and the summers. Standing tall

I'm not okay, Each day I slave just to keep standing, facing horrors I wish never happened that replay over and over within. I pretend that I am alright but wish to break free...to scream my truth...my pain I am done playing like I am a building. This wall wants to crumble...to let it go to let life be life and move on. This wall wants to reach out and hold someone close who will help rebuild and care for them. This wall wishes to feel a gentle touch and see a genuine smile of one who wishes to take the walls pain away and show them that they can belive their is good in this world. This wall wishes to see themself whole and okay, to see themself not questioning their every step. Rising and dancing with the rain as it listens to the stars stories and the winds song. To be free of its pain and to find themself strong and beautiful in a new way....this wall wants to be a cloud. High and free above it all, no longer weighed down by it all...this wall will be a cloud. by Sparky