
Return
Time had come
to face the past
Having left long ago
to follow a dream
this return, the last
Running away
gave her life breath
The needed space
to exist in freedom
Or die a slow death
The gates of hell
Her captor in darkness
Controlling the mind
Robbing thoughts
Living in starkness
Escaping the torture
Where her mind resisted
Beyond the morbid prison
Of her own invention
Learning love existed
The triumphant return
A celebration of the soul
Liberated from captivity
Living now free, having crawled
from the black hole
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo Prompt - WritePhoto
Word Prompts:
SoCS - Cele-bration
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Well written!
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Thanks my dear 🙂💕
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You’re welcome 😊
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Your return seems to have been unexpectedly pleasant
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Thank you Ivor! 🙂💕
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Heartbreaking but wonderfully written. Thanks for sharing it as part of SoCS, Christine. 🙂
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Thanks Linda 🙂
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A lovely interpretation of that picture 👏🏻👌🏻👌🏻
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I love ‘celebration of the soul’, Christine.
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Thanks so much Sue 🙂💕
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Different types of unlocking, freedoms.
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Thank you for reading Paul 🙂
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Worth reading 🙂
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Very nice. I’m glad she was able to get past her demons.
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Thanks so much Michele 🙂
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