Poetry

Bubble

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Trapped in a bubble

that is unbreakable.

I float from place to place

crying for help.

Trying to find the sharps edge

to break me free.

Yet no edge is sharp enough and

so float on in my bubble.

Until one day he spoke to me and

said I had to give up the things I thought

were the most important things in my life.

And if I trusted him, then he would catch me when my bubble finally pops.

His name is God and because of him

I am free.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

2 thoughts on “Bubble”

  1. Kunal Thakore – Bombay – Chose Chemical Engineering for an education, Design and Communication as a profession and now, writing as an avocation (may it take me where it will). Many interests, a few passions, many journeys to make...
    Kunal Thakore says:

    This is beautiful, D!

    1. mywords2228 – Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.
      mywords2228 says:

      Thank you, I’m glad you liked it!

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