Alien
not truly there
not truly here
closed off
protected
bound within the confines of spirit
locked in the shackles of dogma
Alien
yearning to be part
seeking to be removed
enclosed in the embrace
retreating from the grasp
Alien
awake in the night
cloaked in sleep in the morning
afraid to be whole
brave enough to scatter
Alien
Wishing for the fire
drowning in sheets of ice
a part of the universe
separate from self
Alien
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Sheba!! thanks for visiting my blog. I didnt know you wrote – this poem is fantastic! Goodluck with your LSATs and you MUST keep writing x