A little different. Tell me what you think?
Current mood: blessed Category: Writing and Poetry I dreamt today I was locked in a room Half of it bright and the other half gloom Standing there amazed at what I saw There 3 cracks or just mere flaws
As I walked up closer to see inside I could see the words "You must decide" Decide what? I said out loud to myself Then I noticed the mirror sitting high on the shelf
From the window the ray reflected off the mirror As it hit the crack it became much clearer To be dark and gloomy or happy and bright Knowing the difference between wrong and right
Understanding we can be free from the crack in the wall Or stay hidden behind it as we cower and stall As the ray bounced up and hit the words The room suddenly spilt into thirds Now it is me, myself and I The time has come, it is do or die Hide in the corner and pray for no shame Or stand up be tall and hear my name
I choose to be strong not ill and weak Yet I may still be a bit fragile and meek Working to be stronger each and everyday Started by the crack formed by that one little ray
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