[ Bloom ] Poem by Garathe Den

Sometimes in my mind
I think I'm just to shy to thrive
While this pen can pour its heart
My mouth is kept with no reply
I can't deny, I want to fly
If I would only spread these wings
Lift off the ground, into the sky
To see what these horizons bring

This spark of life, shining so bright
I have hidden in concerns
Anxious thoughts, all I've fought
And I still choose not to adjourn
Yet I discern, knowing well
This absurdity to fault
That I would dwell within a hell
Rather than be what I exalt

Still invasive, second nature
Doppelgänger, all my doubts
Who am I really, but a stranger
Lost to self, with no account
Light is shining, close the curtains
Cannot let these feeling out
Trapped inside this vaulted-coffin
Yet there is life that seeks to sprout

Finding the cracks, pushing forward
Looking to break from this recourse
Hearts been strangled, barely beating
Only hope, is now divorce
Severed ties, these leach of lies
That have been sucking out my soul
Withering binds, it's now the time
Time to finally let these seeds grow

Fear of exposure, slowly fading
Yet still hesitant to bloom
To be shown naked, on display
As I am rising from this tomb
Thoughts of chaos, like a seance
Seeking to keep me in these chains
Yet bonds have weakened in this Eden
And I will never be the same

Mind is altered as I falter
Trying to grasp all that has changed
While memories of ancient terrors
They have yet to be estranged
So yet I walk in double standards
Slowly departing from the grave
Tricks in mind, still seem to coax me
That I should just remain a slave

But I am saved, despite my toils
Despite the doubts that creep in mind
No longer gaining my attention
No distraction to keep me blind
Look in the mirror, eyes are searching
To find a fault in what I see
Grace resounding, in abundance
Nothing but radiance in me

This pen is pouring out its soul
A reflection of the heart
Of the strength that I should carry
To match this magnitude of spark
I know I struggle, being open
Just to manifest the light
And yet my spirit, always hopeful
Chose to bloom within this life

© GaratheDen
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