The inner me
My aspirations hurt me
I escape from the mistakes I commit
They anger me
The hardships I have
Rise above me
These confusions of desire
Against the walls of my mind
Breaking some well locked doors
Tearing the closed windows apart
The colors that I want to see
Blind me for a while
I float in the air
Over the wide sea
I look for wings
To fly and sustain me
I rest a while
Close my eyes
And listen to this sound
Singing and chanting
Inside me
I am dying to live
And be myself
Sublime and strong.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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