One night, I think I just had this "let me" attitude. Just let me breathe. Let me write about him. Who cares? Let me walk. Let me do my thing. I started to write and eventually I was running with this fixed form and repetition. I decided to go with it and I actually like it. Sometimes life gets overwhelming and I know I can find myself in this "let me" mindset. Let me write about anything. Let me chase my dreams, let me be human or simply let me be. This is my what I have so far. May do some revising. Because I seem to be enjoying that process now. Finally. So here you go, "Let Me." Let Me
Let me breathe fresh air.
Let me write about him.
Let me walk anywhere quietly.
Let me feel and cry.
Let me love without fear.
Let me fall for you.
Let me chase my dreams.
Let me see the stars.
Let me touch your face.
Let me hold your hand.
Let me dance. Let me dance. Let me run freely fast. Let me cuddle in blankets. Let me smell the flowers. Let me smile real big. Let me capture this moment. Let me laugh so hard. Let me scribble blurred words. Let me sketch a poem. Let me dance. Let me dance.
A blogger, contributing writer, and social media enthusiast. A Kansas City sunflower and self-proclaimed girly girl discovering life the girly way. Obsessed with all things that glitter as much as cats. Wish traveling was a profession. Has never seen Star Wars. Taylor Swift all day. An advocate for women to collaborate rather than compete. Graduate of Emporia State with a degree in Communication.
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