Manipulates me,
treats me with love too,
swaying what I see,
controlling my views.
Energy displayed,
is covered in blades,
cuts straight through my heart,
splits spirit apart.
Shoots like a cold gun,
penetrates my lungs,
takes away my breath,
leads me towards death.
A fingerless touch,
delivers the punch,
imprints in my mind,
bruising deep inside.
Chews up all my pride,
leaves me undefined,
then holds me so sweet,
sweeps me off my feet.
I fly in the breeze,
my mind fills with peace,
the armors soon fall,
my trust starts to crawl.
The words I now hear,
erases my fears,
sent from up above,
my heart fills with love.
Tears flutter my eyes,
brings in butterflies,
they give me a hug,
that pulls to then tug.
Hear songs in my ears,
dismissing my fears,
my hopes climb up high,
sailing past the sky.
Hold lessons I learned,
experience earned,
watch regrets erase,
as guilts are replaced.
Past actions drop dead,
with phrases once said,
words fall on their knees,
soul flows like the sea.
Reaches no amends,
know this must now end,
the knots all untie,
I say my goodbyes.
- Grace Y. Estevez - Reddy
Originally Published on January 22, 2021
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