Sarah Flanigan - Poetry Simply Put

Lately,
my soul wonders
if it still has
a pulse.
And I…

Breathe…
through every turn
of the knife
that cuts into
the spirit

Grimace…
at the pain
and smile to the
one who seeks
to hack away
the ideas

Dance….
away from the granite
hearts of smaller minds
that do not see
what is in front of them
and calling
their names

Defy…
the dark and coldness
that will not live
in the light
of beautiful things
that spring
from my
imagination.

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