Poem -
Coming Up For Air

Buried underneath these muscles,
The forbidden secrets left untold.
Priceless and treasured,
Broken and battered,
The shattered pieces
Of who I used to be.
Smart and naive,
Lost and confined,
The broken pieces
Long forgotten.
Coming up for air
And taking this step,
I've felt the taste of fear.
Pieces of a broken puzzle
Being put together again
Long ago forgotten,
But stopped in midair.
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good poem ange " coming up for air " a good explanation of trying to move forward tina x
Thanks Tina