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Nov 2017
The storm I grew to love betrayed me
Thats what I get for putting
My trust in the elements.

The room where pain was my company
The bed I sat on when breakthrough happened
The Blinds I opened so I could stare the storm in the eye
It’s all gone now
Destroyed by the very thing that comforted me.
The same very thing that used to scare me.

No sooner I learned accepted it
I’m reminded that nothing is predictable.
Plans are just guesses at a future we hope for.
Mine went a little differently.

I’m older now.
Wiser.
Stronger.
The rain washed out things I didn’t know were holding me back.

I’m rebuilding myself.
Better than before.
I’m letting go of the past I used to define myself.
Stepping in to the future ahead.

Those unpredictable guesses at what tomorrow holds.

I’m making sense of the mess I’ve been left with,
Holding on to the Hope that’s never left me

I can endure the pain
Bring on the rain.
Please see: “the things that used to scare me bring me comfort”
Emilee Ayers
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Emilee Ayers
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   Jamal Abboud and Surbhi Dadhich
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