Second Wind

To die a bit each passing day,
as ashes drift then fade away.
Colorful hues become pale gray,
a haunting path leads hopes astray.

Choke from the words that scream inside,
suffocates every ounce of pride.
Exposes all her true self hides,
allowing misery to guide.

Gain smiles from all by being fake,
a heart of steel could never break,
yet everyday emotions ache,
knowing her life is a mistake.

Walks to the edge, meets a light flash,
sways side to side as feelings crash,
takes two steps back, old hopes rehash,
sadness and fears thrown in the trash.

Moved far from that hollow old shell,
free from what felt like a cursed spell.
A beaming laugh she carries well,
her sincere stories she now tells.

Grateful to live in her own skin,
each moment helps a mark begin.
Amazed at how perspectives spin,
showing how faith can always win.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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  1. Beautifully intelligent poem. Thank you, Grace. β€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’™πŸ’œ

  2. what a powerful poem Grace. i love the metaphors drawn in color as well…..
    as ashes drift then fade away.
    Colorful hues become pale gray,
    a haunting path leads hopes astray.”

    So relatable as we walk in and out of these places daily.. at least i do! I love it!
    πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸŒž

  3. An uplifting poem once again, Grace! This stanza stands out for me;
    Walks to the edge, meets a light flash,
    sways side to side as feelings crash,
    takes two steps back, old hopes rehash,
    sadness and fears thrown in the trash.
    πŸ˜ŠπŸ’πŸ’–

  4. It felt like wearing a mask that causes your soul to fade away gradually , then throwing the mask away. I really liked
    ” To die a bit each passing day,
    as ashes drift then fade away.
    Colorful hues become pale gray,
    a haunting path leads hopes astray”

    It’s beautiful.

  5. You might want to correct the mistake in line 2 of the 3rd stanza. Based on the context, β€˜steal’ should read β€˜steel’. Otherwise, beautiful.

  6. A change in perspective can make all the difference. Thank you, Grace. I’d like to “like” this piece, but WordPress’s system isn’t letting me do so right now. All I can think of is that there is a certain allowance of likes people can make on the works of others each day. Maybe.

    Anyway, great piece!

      1. As far as I know, since the only other social media site I really spend much time on is DeviantArt, the issue with likes appears to be only here on WordPress. It’s like there is a quota. Weirder still, it doesn’t seem to happen when I’m just liking what people have commented–just their works, after a certain amount. Maybe it’s because I’m using the free version of WordPress? I don’t know.

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