Escape

I prayed for an escape from my last journey

The valuable skillsets I’m still learning

Through thunder and clouds it may still be raining

But, I will remain- yet I’m still standing

The Whispers of the noise and the backbiting comments

I live another day through the confinement

Mock me as you may- I’m not fighting

Got bigger problems to deal with

Your careless whispers won’t dim my lighting

I do not know how far I want this path to take

I just know a new journey lies await

And so I will write what I see in my mind

I will write even under the starry sky