Poem: Freedom Heart – 22/04/21

Strident tones announced from the bell of a trumpet, 
I’d smile but I won’t show it, 
I thought this was the chance to recommence, 
but now, it’ll all be past tense. 

To progress from the murky muck, 
a heart flitters nervously, 
a gut’s contents begins to rot, 

I thought I could do this, 
I thought I was strong, 
but it seems the better route is to go 
where I am accepted and comfortable all along. 

I am enough, 
I am too much for some, 
I am required to be elsewhere, thanks, 
the calling here is not enough:
a feeling of complete numb. 

For the sake of myself,
I need to take into account how I will fare 
in the long run, 
not only the short term, 
I need to consider what will work best for me, 
health-wise and happiness,
the upsets I wish to curb. 

And last night, I decided, 
I decided, and a sense of relief washed over me, 
the growing stress seemed all but gone,
my mind, my mind is free.

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