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Getting Out of My Prison

June 24, 2011
By theskinnyonlife GOLD, Saint Louis, Missouri
theskinnyonlife GOLD, Saint Louis, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"Live. Laugh. Love"


I close the door,
You force me to stay,
Why, Lord Jesus, is my mother this way,

I go right,
You turn me around,
My identity was taken,
And yet to be found,

I put on the mask,
Specially made for me,
And fake my joy,
As you put on my leash,

As you tug on my sanity,
And push me to the Devil,
All I wanted was for my head to be level,

I bottled it in,
And put on the cap,
All I could do,
Was take a sleepless nap,

I woke up from my nightmare,
And entered a surreal dream,
Where everything's actually as happy as it seems,

Now I know I won't open my eyes,
I'll just keep on soaring towards the heavenly skies,

Not a doubt in my mind,
Only the presence of the Lord,
And all I want is nothing more.


The author's comments:
This is about a journey I had to take to find myself, get away from a damaging relationship with my mother, and getting back on my feet. Life always gives you hurdles, but I've learned that all you have to do is jump over them.

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