It isn't a box

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  • Depression
    • AshRenee
    • It's been years. . . And stepping back in feels like I've found a lost home 💜

    It isn't a box
    Sunlight shines through and
    laughter warms her heart.
    So don't worry, it isn't a box.

    Rain reminds her to be happy and
    the holes in the walls allow her to see all the fun.
    So don't worry, it isn't a box.

    Most mornings she wakes to find
    the walls slightly less restrictive
    and the fog not quite so suffocating.
    So don't worry, it isn't a box. 

    Her soul screams with passion and
    her heart stays kind.
    So don't worry, it isn't a box.

    Boldness runs rampant and
    her confidence remains newly blossomed.
    So don't worry, it isn't a box.

    New walls are knocked down and
    her hair stays sun-kissed.
    So don't worry, it isn't a box.

    Except a box is still a box. 

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    freemansvoice commented on It isn't a box

    03-30-2017

    glad that there are holes in this box. though life can be suffocating. I remember a line from childhood book about a bear escaping a box" mama mama, I went to town, inside out side, upside down".
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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