Marie Slider

Fight for Freedom (a Journey poem #2)  Marie Slider  17 April 2018 At the end of the path the darkness gets thick. I push my way through, feeling this is a trick. When I finally see that door so inviting, I feel my breath catch and I know I'm surviving. Suddenly fingers start wrapping around me. They pull me so hard, I fall to my knee. They tug at my heart and tighten the strings. They make me feel many negative things. They get into my mind and wriggle my brain, Changing my thoughts to make me insane. They squeeze at my throat my words disappear, Until the end of my voice starts getting near. They blindfold my eyes with a blur so intense, The hope I saw before looks surrounded by fence. They tie up my feet so I can't take a step, Stealing away my vigor and pep. They reach for my hands so I can't touch the knob, My fingers I'm stretching, go numb and throb. However, this journey that God sent me on, Has given me muscles to help make me strong. I ...

Paying it Forward 8 April 2018 I’m not sure what to write about, yet I know that this is right. I have to keep using my words to stay within the fight. The fight for freedom and happiness has to begin with me. Or else my world is doomed, for all eternity. God gave me a voice to speak, in speaking I can find. The strength to move forward, if only in my mind. Writing helps release, the bonds upon my heart, I know I’ll never be finished, this is just a start. The journey is a long one, I know without a doubt. Sometimes I want to cry, others I need to shout. That does not diminish, the power of my words, For sometimes they take flight, just like little birds. To a broken heart that needs hope and love within, So on their own long journey, they can finally begin. There are many in this world suffering as I did, Because they felt alone, like a lost little kid. Someone was always there, though to them I was blind, And as I look within my past, it’s...