NaPoWriMo 2013

I Release You

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I wrote this one day when I was fed up with being held captive by something that had no right or authority over me-fear. I declared that day I will no longer be held in bondage and I was breaking free to be who I was born to be. Today I face any fear that tries to rear its ugly head. I overcome it.

You’ve been with me a long time

Right by my side

Everywhere I go

You cling to me like there’s no tomorrow.

Today I release you

Time to part company

You’re no long my crutch

I will not receive the lies you’ve been feeding me

No longer do I need you to be a part of me

I release you.

Recognize there’s something new about me

I found out today that I could be set free

From the tricks and lies you’ve been handing me

That had me thinking I couldn’t be

All that was prophesied to me

I release you.

My eyes fell upon the Word

That went straight to my heart

It did major surgery

And ripped us apart

It set me free

To be who I’m suppose to be

Today I release you

You have to go

Leave my presence

Don’t come back no more

I will not take you back I’m staying on track

To be who I’m suppose to be

I release you.

Yesterday

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Yesterday is in the past

What happened then is gone forever

Nothing can be done

No matter how clever

That can bring it back

To clean up the track

Of mess that was made

The wrong words said

That shouldn’t have been heard

Things that shouldn’t have been seen

Yesterday is gone

Today is here

Watch carefully

What is said and done

So when tomorrow comes

And today is gone

There won’t be a concern

About what went wrong

If Only I Could Sing

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There’s a song in me

I wish I could be

The best darn singer

In all eternity.

I would sing

The high notes

And low notes too

To the beat of the drums

And the tune of the bass

Songs of joy

Some of blues

Ones I’d put away

Others I’d use

A melody that speaks for itself

A tune that makes you glow

A sultry sound that awakens the soul

A little country with a lot of giddy-up

I’d open my heart

Let the tunes flow free

That’s locked up inside of me

If only I could sing

Train Whistles

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Trains whistle blowing

Where is the train

Can this whistle I hear

Only in my head?

Maybe it is

Maybe it’s not

With every push

On the muscle tight

Trains whistle blows.

Muscles fighting

Every touch

No more pain

What is there to gain?

Release of tension

That is caused by strife

Relaxation that is needed

To get on with life.