Meet me atop a mountain
and you will see within
the deepest trenches of my heart,
Of my self
My darkest parts on display,
I am an open wound
But you see past that
Past all the scars,
into my very core
And I condone you,
for it is hard to see through all the fog
There was once a brick wall,
but it has been knocked down over time,
brick by brick
and I am left bare.
The feeling of freedom
courses through my veins
as I overlook the vast landscape
the universe has laid out before me
And I don't want this feeling to leave my bones
for all of eternity
For now, I'm back on solid ground
However,
my soul is still atop that mountain
amongst the clouds.
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