Limit Line

Limit Line short poem

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That limit that line that determines defines
Harder than ever to motivate the inside to find
The light that once was and searching to still remain
My secret my heart felt love of inner flame
Warming me ever so softly from within
Tempting against all odds to never leave again
Tearing apart the walls that hold me back
Still terrified of where my mind has been left at
Nothing ever seemed more clear more sane
Than to go for what lead me at first
Which was my name
My limit pushed past the breaking point and peak
To never ever dare to speak of the reaping of seeds
Where the lines have been crossed continuous repeat
Over and over leaving unanswered questions behind
Not going forth to take a leap
Where the lines that limit stay to refine
Producing nothing worthwhile I must give in
What is the point at which I should continue on?
When there is no thing left after so much has been taken from
Gone to those who think they are best
Does anyone even see where this world has been lead!!
I do I see this limit the line
The leftovers at which no thing for me is fine
Since there is no love that I seek except divine

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I am a single twenty-seven year old that finally is finding a route towards insightful and healthy expression. I have always loved nature and animals as well as observing the beauty of the stars at night. Some things that I love are singing and expressing my personality. I am just a woman who has always enjoyed being imaginative with literature. Which is why I love writing and dream to graduate from college one day. What inspires me are instant moments in nature that spark imagery within my mind. I have just recently begun trusting to open up in a written form about my past after much inward reflection and outward neglection. It has taken time to care enough about my own thought processes and writing feelings down again. I am thankful I am finding a wonderful way of reminding myself that I am capable of artistic value even though I have had confidence issues. Thanks for taking the time to read about me.
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