Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2011
I don't know what lies ahead
I can't see the end but
Lonely days
Rainy days
Sunshine and happiness
Low lying clouds of doubt and fear

I don't know who is here
I can't see a face but
Pretty eyes
Warm body
Love and understanding
Feeling safe from hurt and harm

I don’t know how I feel
I can’t hear my voice but
Loud cries
Quiet whispers
Bounding and rebounding
Echoing inside my head and heart

I don’t know who I am
I can’t see myself but
Joyous sights
Scary scenes
Memories and visions
Reminding me how to grow and be

I don’t know who you are
I can’t seem to recognize but
Holding tight
Letting go
Wanting and waiting
Telling me to hang on and see

I don’t know how
I can’t see a reason but
Keeping hope
Digging in
Wishing and praying
Seeing light in a tunnel of black

It’s ahead
I do know
I can
When I can't see what's ahead in my head, the past will shine on, showing a memory as what has been will be, or can be, or maybe it won't be. It is still ahead.
Travis Barefoot
Written by
Travis Barefoot
744
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems