The sun.

Hi! Iove to write poetry. See below.

.thesun.

You are like the sun

I can try

to block you out

with many things

but I can always feel your intensity

no matter where

I go

 

.pretending.

what if

for a moment

I stopped pretending

I wonder

where I would run to first

and who

 

 

In the back of my consciousness

you sit

with your back to mine

showing me

what only my soul can feel

without a word

 

 

Don’t get so caught up

worried about

how others see you

that you forget how

to see yourself

 

 

.compounded.

when we refuse to feel

what is hard

what is painful

what we fear

we deny ourselves

the wonderful gift

of knowing who we are

 

 

 

 

.maybe.

Maybe that faint voice

in the back of our minds

the one we so often ignore

maybe that

is our genius

intuition trapped

in the tiniest cell

of fear

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