Poetry

Buried

Posted by shllyn on

Life was suffocating

Every hardship felt like a pound of dirt

Being thrown over my body

Until I couldn’t see the sun

Or feel anything other than the weight of the Earth

It wasn’t until I anchored my roots

And mustered enough strength

To push my head above the soil

That I realized I hadn’t been buried

I was planted

I wasn’t defying defeat

I was blooming

SWD 05/2019

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Tina says:
    06.05.2019 at 09:34

    Beautiful.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. jupitergrant says:
    07.05.2019 at 15:43

    I have lived this poem, and thus it speaks to something inside me. You have articulated so perfectly, and with such beauty, emotions that I have ridden on many occasions. Thank you 🌷

    Liked by 1 person

  3. ASHISH Lakhera friends says:
    07.05.2019 at 21:48

    Beautiful lines

    Liked by 1 person

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