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Jan 2016
Everyone should know
That there’s a place to go
When they’re feeling weak
Or frightened

Security
Is paramount
To the healthy development
Of the soul

I wake up
Sensing the fragility
Of who I am

I decide to fill
A tiny cup
With a small draft
Of courage

This I draw
From dwindling reserves
To quench
The thirst of my anxiety
As bricks of fear
Build walls
Around my essence

I think of everyone

I think again

Confidence is powerful  
To wear its armour well
Is magnificent

This day
Spreads before me
And my legs shake at
The thought of it

My chest tightens
And I realise
What a fool…
What a fool I am.

I can be
Whatever I wish to be today

I can support others
I can write

I can live
I can create unique memories

I can interact with the universe

A rose-bed of fragrant experiences awaits

I only need
To step out

And walk
In the cool breezes
Of the morning
And bless
The tears that well in my eyes
At the smallest of happenings

Walking the tightrope of life
I shed my skin
Give my blood
Yield my sweat
And let my tears fall

To live, to live
Is beautiful

A great thick bell tolls
For my future
20th January 2016
Commuter Poet
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Commuter Poet  UK
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   PJ Poesy
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