Walking Down the Street

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Walking Down the Street

By, Elizabeth Williams

Walking down the street, looking at my feet

A hole in my shoe

Shattered glass

Splinter in my toe

Falling from the insanity through clouds of burnt ash

Walking with a black face

Trying to see where the clear, freshness is

Inside people chatter amongst warmth

Look around closed in walls and entrapment below a ceiling

With only one door

The outside is freedom and surpassing openness

Look to myself, find the reason

In you there is the answer

Love for the only way

Live for the only way

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Elizabeth Williams About Elizabeth Williams

I am a single mother and a full time student at Saint Martin's University majoring in Accounting. Most of my time is spent studying, parenting, doing house work and Tae Kwon Do with my six year old son.
I have been writing poetry as a creative outlet since my young teen years. I also performed ballet and jazz for ten years and played the trombone for 5 while growing up. My music tastes are very eclectic. I enjoy writing in free verse with metaphors. This blog is the first public show of my work.
I am also inspired to take amateur pictures of nature and family. Some of these are posted with some of my poetry. I hope to inspire people and touch them with my words.

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