always a day to rule 
always a new tool to
help sever away those
growing pains
bleaching old stains
recreating  a whole new you 
let yourself fall like a newborn learning to walk
it’s only that last call 
to reach the ears
of the talking ones
what’s inside must
spill out 
only thing holding you
back is doubt 
patience, the rest
will come and I’ll face
what I’ve been runnin’ from
the truth won’t hold
my hand any longer


10:54pm – 10:58pm

©That Poetry Book 2023 by Ze Lynxy Rose; Lauren Clark