Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2019
I see me
Ready to face this new world alone.
And I see fear
Accompany the thoughts of the unknown.
The struggle
To discover the strength I had the whole time.
The challenge
To open my eyes when I’ve been so blind.
I see me,
And all of the mistakes I’ll ever make.
I feel it,
The pain of holding on to that regret.
It’s daunting
To think that I would never catch a break.
But I swear it,
These are times you don’t want to forget.

Reach out with a brave shout
Through the space in-between me.
The sunlight on the skyline,
You’ll make it, guaranteed.

I’ll answer the question that burns like midnight oil.
Am I the flower or am I the soil?
I hope this message finds me well.
You’ll be alright.
Your faults are not the end of me.
You ever wanna talk to your younger self and say you'll be ok?
Cardboard-Jones
Written by
Cardboard-Jones  M
(M)   
225
   Fawn and Ash
Please log in to view and add comments on poems