In My Shoes

Wait till you walk in my shoes; they appear to be easy and enjoyable.
They are hot and painful; tight and scorching.
The dark road of pain they had to walk on
They had to withstand enormous loads.
They had to trek on uneven roads and difficult trails.


The balance they had to keep on sloped roadways. Five minutes in, you'll understand why they aren't yours.
I implore you, before you infer just on the outward condition of my shoe.
Consider the path you have undertaken.
That finding is sufficient to keep you grounded on your course.
Let each one be!

Stick to your shoes.
MitneyMitch

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Questioned Dignity

Words not enough to express
Tears fall till they dry
leaving my cheeks
pink blushed

weary wales abound and my soul
bangs the prison in my mind
yelling., let me out
free me from me

let it be known that most vicious of danger i have encountered 

is myself. 

A cornered soul 

A troubled heart 

A bound spirit  

A mislead body 

This is a recipe for disaster!

The Breach

The Silence Within

In the silence, I found a storm A tempest raging, unspoken and warm The weight of words left unspoken grew A heavy burden, crushing, anew

I was a child, unloved and alone The love I received was not love at all, but a tone A tone that said "you're not enough" and "you're wrong" Echoes that haunted me, where love should have been strong

The silence was a chasm, deep and wide A breach that gaped, where connection should have resided I searched for solace, for a gentle hand But found only echoes, in this desolate land

In the silence, I screamed and I cried Tears that fell like autumn rain, as the storm inside subsided slowly, like a tide receding from the shore Leaving behind the wreckage of what I once had store