{{What You Should Know}}
Bitter Awakening was written during seasonal transitions and the literal things I saw became more. When I finally decided to write I was in the middle of watching an opera about losing love.
Things kinda came together and became a story of transitions of the heart moving on from the painful past into the warmth and healing of being okay and safely letting go of self blame, regret and anger.
Bitter Awakening
The ice was ample all around,
You left me lifeless to be found.
Every day I stood strong and lied,
While every night in weakness cried.
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Though warmth I had , my heart you break.
No strength have I, for you to take.
Spring's breezes break my husk of pain,
Induces breathing and keeps me sane.
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Timber of the dullest brown,
Soon shades of emerald shall re-crown.
Since winter gives a dormant heart,
Approaching spring brings hope to chart.
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The softest blades stroke from below,
This dewy green shall stain my toe.
Soon the sun shall evince it's worth,
First steps into a whole new earth.
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Sorrows that were can stay no more,
Hope gently twirls as the sun on my floor,
The dancers of courage aid me to see,
all that the light intends me to be.
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Soon the colors shall break ground,
As if the fields orchestrate sweet sound.
The evergreens their branches stretch,
As if their dream is to sunbeam catch.
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For a moment I thought you unfeeling and vicious,
But the sweet sun impels me to give highest wishes.
The weather does not only change seasons and tide,
It radically changes in whom my heart will confide.
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Gone is the stronghold you had on me,
Freedom resounds, from my chains I'm set free.
Sweet spring and sun are my chances for healing,
Though I can't help but inquire, how are you feeling?
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