Live a lost life
Is a life full of darkness
No way out
Your mind keeps you down
Stressed out
Trying to figure out
What you’re about
But how can you find out
When your vision
Is neither here nor there
Focus on a point
And walk towards it
Scratch that
Run
Sprint
With full speed
Like the steps underneath your feet are guaranteed
Like the cement of a sidewalk
Or the sound of pages in a book.
You’ll find out what these things mean
When you can see the ground beneath
Your feet.
Tag Archives: becoming poetry
Forward
Running forward
forever getting faster
people, memories
fading behind you
blurs of the past.
An old version of yourself
Looks on as you get smaller
and smaller.
Until you’re almost unrecognisable.
But that’s his view.
A sharp picture in the distance
getting clearer as you take each step.
The ground below
sometimes uneven
yet your feet stay strong
assuring yourself as you plant
a part of you into a new part of the world.
It seemed so big at first
not daunting
just large.
the world gets smaller as you grow
each corner becomes more reachable
a feeling once abstract
now tangible.
Keep moving
Leaving the troubles of that unforgiving world
Behind.
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