💭Reflection · Personal

Out of place

Nanda Regine0 hearts0 roses

X-ray shows the craft under the poem

These four walls cave in the echoes of my thoughts Cocooning me in a bubble of self-conflict I need to escape

I need something to pop this bubble into drops of acceptance Because I crave to breathe fresh air of self confidence I need to escape

But my strength is the weapon to set me free The courage to overcome my downfalls Is a shield that my strength will need

To pop this bubble To breathe that fresh air It all starts with me

Nanda Regine

From “Inside Her Roses”

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