Running In The Dark

poetry about freedom
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There are no stars tonight
To hang above our thoughts
Clouded are our passages
Like the light of the moon

Am I running away or toward
Dangers of an unchosen life
I can choose either pole
Unseen all the way through

Man has given me shackles
He has controlled my desires
Has chosen to imprison dreams
Has broken through to my bones

But sometimes I float up high
Follow the path of the sun’s rays
Some things can be worth it all
I’m running in the dark towards light



photography by Wil Stewart


he Writers Manifesto

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