My Poetry - July 19th
The worst memories are
meant to last
I can see it right there,
I can feel it surrounding
I am petrified, like a
hallucination
I don’t ever want to
relive that
I want everyone to leave
it be
The effects of the moment
grow stronger with fear.
The fear of failing, the
knowledge of failure, and the infinite edge I feel as though I’m on
Fairness is gone, no
mediator in sight, truly on my own, so desperately wanting to fight.
No one to help, I’m cross
legged on the floor with my head filled full of nothing.
Just sitting and listening
to the nothing.
Calm. Finally. The nothing
keeps me calm.
It usually never works,
but I’ve trained to make it so.
I mustn't let this effect
me.
I can do whatever I want,
My passion will drive me,
my spirit will guide me, and my mind must be clear and calm.
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