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The Revision Of Deserving More

Updated on June 9, 2017

Not My Sun

Envision yourself as the moon.

Where the only time people are aware of your existence is during their darkest hour.

You radiate the purest white light the entire day and the entire night just so that you can be masked by someone who burns just a little bit brighter.

Someone who is engulfed in their own flames.

Someone who blazes their own path with the assistance of no one.

Someone who ignites anything that even dares to come close.

Someone who is consumed by the fact that everyone revolves around them.

So, you stay hidden in their presence, tepidly waxing and waning hoping that your inconsistency might bring at least the slightest amount of attention to your subdued manner.

People only visit you to leave their footprints in your stationary surface-level memory, and shadowed indentions.

The only time they've ever tried to unearth the secluded soul within you is to expose the artifacts inside of you that are beneficial for them.

So don't stare at the stars as pinpricks in the skies facade.

Don't stare at the sky as a clock, telling you the difference between night and day.

Don't stare at the clouds as barriers of the sun.

And don't stare at the sun because you might go blind from it's hypnotizing trance.

And don't stare at yourself as anything less than what you are.

And don't stare at yourself as anything more than what I am.

You are not my sun.

I am the light all on my own.


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      Jamie Lee Hamann 12 months ago from Reno NV

      I needed this poem this morning. Thank you. Jamie

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      Threekeys 12 months ago from Australia

      Encompassing. Don't get lost in another's sun. You stand tall and be proud of your unique light. Everyone has a right to shine. There is room for all of us. Keep writing poetry!