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The Voice Inside Spoken word.
I used to wake up every morning,With a weight on my chest,Feeling like the world was too big,And I was too small to exist. You see, there’s this voice inside my head,It told me lies every day,“You’re not enough,” it whispered,“Why even try? Just stay away.” I’d stand in front of the mirror,But couldn’t meet…
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Title: Rising Above
I used to hide in shadows,Afraid to be seen,Feeling small in a worldWhere everyone seemed so big. Every mirror whispered lies,“You’re not enough,” it said,And I believed each word,Letting them sink deep in my head. I shrank from every challenge,Thinking I would fail,Watched others chase their dreams,While mine grew frail and pale. But one day,…
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Rising from the Shadows…
I used to stand in front of the mirror,Staring at a face that I didn’t know,Fingers tracing lines I wished would disappear,Eyes searching for a spark that refused to show. I heard whispers in my mind,Telling me I wasn’t enough,Each word echoing through my soul,Making every breath feel tough. I hid behind a smile,Pretending I…
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The Servant King.
A leader, they say, is someone strong,But strength isn’t shouting when things go wrong.It’s not in the power, the titles, the fame,A true leader knows it’s not just a name. A leader isn’t the one who stands tall,But the one who kneels when you stumble and fall.They don’t just give orders and walk away,They’re there…
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True Leader
A leader isn’t the loudest voice,Doesn’t stand on high with an air of choice.They don’t walk around with a heavy hand,But kneel down low to help you stand. A leader’s not a boss, not one to command,They don’t rule from afar, but they understand.They know the power isn’t in control,But in the strength of a…
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The Heart of a True Leader
A leader isn’t the loudest in the room,Doesn’t stand on a pedestal, doesn’t assume.A leader’s not a boss, not a whip-cracker,But a servant, a guide, a true way maker. They don’t bark orders from a throne,They walk beside you, never alone.Their power’s not in the force they wield,But in the kindness they softly shield. A…
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Fearing Loss.
I’ve walked through shadows where love once lived,Through halls echoing with laughter that’s now just a whisper,Fingers once intertwined, now just memories slipping through my grasp.I’ve been there—In the places where promises were made,Where hearts were laid bare,Where the walls were supposed to keep out the storms,But ended up trapping the rain inside. I’ve built…
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Guarded Heart.
I’ve been here before,In the space between love and loneliness,Where the echoes of past heartbreaksResonate louder than the whispers of new beginnings. I’ve stood on the edge of vulnerability,Looking down at the possibility of love,And wondered—Do I dare dive in again?Or do I stay on this ledge,Safe from the storms but far from the sun?…
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The Fear of Love, The Craving for Love
I’ve been down this road before,Where love feels like a battlefield,And every scar tells a story,Of promises broken,Of trust shattered,Of dreams that turned to dust. I gave my heart,Like a gift wrapped in hope,And watched as it was taken,Then tossed aside,As if my love wasn’t enough,As if I wasn’t enough. I craved connection,Yearned for that…
Walking Shadow Poetry
Grow from what’s meant to kill you.