Open Window, Open Door


The smiling hatred

I have done away with

Removing the negative and the boastful

So I don’t have a negative mouthful

Trying to survive the rest of my life

Without animosity and strife

But somehow it keeps finding my place

I try to run far, but still limited space

Confrontation, repeatedly, causes animosity

Quietly, by myself, sometimes melancholy

“Wise up!” I say, “You don’t have to stay here!”

Been here so long, I must face my fears

Opening up a window, getting myself up off the floor

Catching a little breather until God opens the door!

-Emeteria 4/18/2013


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