28 Feb 2019 20 Comments
in Poems Tags: Depression, escape, hopelessness, pain, redemption
For years it fought against it’s tether
Yet the harder it fought the more it would wither.
It caused itself so much pain,
Yearning for a freedom it never could gain.
Finally exhausted it decided one day
To no longer try to break away.
It decided that it should be what it should be.
So the soul stopped fighting, relaxed. Immediately it was set free.
Top picture from Pixabay, the second is mine .
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willowdot21 
Feb 28, 2019 @ 12:18:55
lovely photo Willow. Sunset or sunrise? It’s beautiful.
Feb 28, 2019 @ 12:43:30
Thank you Di , it was sun set on Antigua after a glorious day… I was hoping to give the soul a beautiful release ❤
Feb 28, 2019 @ 12:43:38
❤
Feb 28, 2019 @ 12:44:03
❤
Feb 28, 2019 @ 13:29:54
So touching sis ❤
Feb 28, 2019 @ 14:23:41
Thank you Sis ❤ OH! by the way facebook will not allow me to publish any posts from my blog because apparently my posts go against their community standards….. ??? ❤
Feb 28, 2019 @ 15:54:31
That is so strange sis… I’m not sure what is happening there!
Feb 28, 2019 @ 16:05:59
😪😪
Feb 28, 2019 @ 16:38:58
What a beautiful poem! I love the pictures too.
Feb 28, 2019 @ 17:25:20
Thank you 💜
Feb 28, 2019 @ 17:00:32
This is great, Willow.
Feb 28, 2019 @ 16:05:40
Thank you Robbie 💜💜
Feb 28, 2019 @ 17:01:11
Couldn’t share to our group.
Feb 28, 2019 @ 16:05:19
No Facebook have decided I am not worthy! Apparently my work is against their community standards.💜
Feb 28, 2019 @ 23:23:25
Definitely freeing. Love your picture! Good job.
Feb 28, 2019 @ 22:24:27
Thank you 💜💜💜
Mar 03, 2019 @ 20:49:51
Great poem – and a good philosophy. I’ve found this to be true, psychologically. ❤️❤️
Mar 03, 2019 @ 20:51:38
Yes indeed the once you accept your fate you do become free 💜
Mar 03, 2019 @ 20:53:10
It’s always a relief when we come to that realization. ❤️💞
Mar 03, 2019 @ 20:54:12
Yes indeed 💜💜