Missing My Soul
In Despair of Loss,
Great surprise found me happiness
An absent father figure lend a hand,
Time proved restrictive conditional stand.
In despair of Loss,
I was found in a trap cause.
Lost the hope of unconditional parenting,
Lost my liberty of picking.
In despair of Loss,
I realized that my trap doesn’t go away,
Doesn’t let me free,
Takes my energy away, locked with conditions.
In order to be free, I must renounce.
In order to be free, I must reach the bottom.
In order to be free, I must find a new and hidden place.
In order to be free, I must reencounter unconditional love.
poem by Blue Angel
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