People run when my lips speak the truth.
Running from the shame,
The burden of my youth.
So, I will walk awhile
Into the wilderness,
Ignore the pain inside.
Walk amongst the crowd
That clings to
Only what is allowed.
Stories told of happy times
To hide the pain
Behind classy rhymes,
Those that tell of
Sugar plums
Or ancient tales of love.
It is acceptable to dream
Of sweet and treasured
Souls that gleam.
Do not speak of the night
Where danger and demons
Fill us with fright.
By Kyra Faith
December 30, 1993
Inside Out of My Mind --------------------------------------- Bring the inside outside to breathe life, empathy, perspective and understanding. For, when all those are combined, the sum is community!
About Me
- kyra faith
- Born and raised in Metro Detroit. I have a deep love for the city and all that it has to offer. Always seeking growth, absorbing all that I can and cherishing the treasures that I collect along the way. I am fortunate in my life to experience many true connections with others where I am gifted with energy, light, passion and grace.
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