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Living Underground

January 30, 2011
By HisPurePrincess ELITE, Flemington, New Jersey
HisPurePrincess ELITE, Flemington, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
What things there are to write, if only one could write them! My mind is full of gleaming thought; gay moods and mysterious, moth-like meditations hover in my imagination, fanning their painted wings. But always the rarest, those streaked with azure and the deepest crimson, flutter away beyond my reach. ~Logan Pearsall Smith

I didn't want to take that step forward
I wanted to stay safe in my own world
The outside seemed so frightening
Although rather enlightening
I just wanted to stay underground

My face was constantly hidden
Too afraid to see that I was bidden
To come forth and join a greater purpose
Use my voice to sing the healing chorus
I just wanted to stay underground

Inside my heart a jagged gap was hurting
It felt like endless flames were burning
I didn't know how to start to heal
I didn't know how to start to feel
I just wanted to stay underground

The road ahead seemed so rough
I didn't think that I had enough
The leap of faith in the right direction
Walking blind at first to find perception
I just wanted to stay underground

But my heart was wanting the healing
The brokenness was begging for feeling
My life was such a mess of lies
Bloody battles circled by the flies
I slowly came up from underground

The light at first hurt my darkened eyes
It filled my head with hope of new life
I took the step and breathed the air
The sweetness killing my despair
I made my way up from underground

Nobody witnessed my revival
Nobody knew of my struggle for survival
I had kept it hidden and buried deep
And it troubled me and worried my sleep
My life was over living underground

Although I seem to have a new life
My way is not so clear as I would like
It's just as clouded as everybody else
Broken dreams and broken love spells
But at least I'm up from underground

And my dreaming can continue
My faith with me to keep me true
The sky is sometimes grey
But I promise I will stay
And never go back underground

I will never live underground…again

The author's comments:
Just something I wrote about myself. It's very true, or at least I hope that it will be.

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