Posted in honesty, poetry

Glory One Day

Glory One Day  The oppression formed a mushroom cloud around my entire body, trapping years of everything I couldn’t say in smog laden prison. I suffocated from the inside out, suppressed by the need to control every breath, every swallow, obsessing like a hypochondriac, everything was wrong and nothing.   I needed your permission to open my soul to the world outside of me, to not feel consumed  by the ashes of regrets  and stop fighting  just stop  and find the glory of staring mistakes in the eye, owning their weight with faith that one day I’ll learn to let them fade, lifted by release.

This weekend I saw Paramore, one of my favorite bands, play at the Beale Street Music Festival in Memphis. I was moved to literal tears by the set and turned to my friend and said, “it’s crazy how much I relate to their music.” My friend looked me in the eye and said, “Leanne, it’s not crazy because we all feel that way.”

We all go through struggles, many of them more similar to the stranger sitting next to you than you might realize. We all go through cycles of making mistakes, growing, learning, and discovering glory on the other side of the darkness we never thought we’d find our way out of. Stay strong my friends and don’t be so hard on yourselves.

–Leanne Rebecca

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Posted in Music, poetry, twenty one pilots, writing

The Run and Go

The Run and Go

As a poet and twenty one pilots fanatic, it made perfect sense to write my own verse to the titles of all their tracks and post them as a new Saturday series on She’s in Prison. Despite last week’s brief hiatus due to Heart Week, from this point forward, all Saturday posts will be part of the series. As always, thank you to twenty one pilots for being a never-ending source of inspiration. If you haven’t seen it yet, check out my previous TOP titled poem “Implicit Demand for Proof” and  check out their version of The Run and Go below.