making the commotions

making the commotions

shake your head, move your body
wave your hands, crack those knuckles
yell for your life, scream for your soul.
stomp your feet towards the forests
and discover the hidden cracks from within.
the hole you discover will have no ending
and the footprints you follow will disappear
so when you reach that turning point,
remember why you’re here.
Remember that it’s never for nothin’
there’s always something there waiting for you.
You’re always there waiting for you. – cnw

freestyle poem

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