Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Never Again

Never Again

Written by:

Jessy Andrews

6-25-2010

11:24 AM CST

Poem 15

 

Walking into a new day.

For the first time in my life I’m truly terrified.

Don’t really know why.

I’ve spent all year preparing for this.

 

But this morning I woke up with a new feeling.

My perception of my own life came back.

Something inside did finally click.

Putting me back on track.

 

Truth be known I am perfectly able of healing my own wounds.

 

I let darkness come back over me.

In solitude I gave no reason as to why.

It hurt and it was very uncomfortable.

Spiritually I began to suffer and that in itself is a very cold way to die.

 

Been looking to the moon.

Asking her to shed some wisdom.

Quit reminding me of where I’ve been.

Educate me on where I am going.

 

In stillness I must allow myself to go again.

There is a peace still worthy of knowing.

I’m far from ready to give up.

Far from read to just let go.

 

To live naturally I must again practice.

The need for immediate reaction I need to sacrifice.

Life works on its own terms.

Right now I need to be a follower.

 

Running away and escaping is not an option.

A guardian to myself I am now.

Sacred energies I must now again contact.

From the outside world I am no longer its to distract.

 

Anybody that comes into my life understand one thing.

This moment in time I am a walking evolution.

I will not be side tracked again.

I will now induce my energy transfusion.

 

For me there is no final destination.

Even beyond the grasp of death.

My comprehension is limitless.

I will not ever again be stripped and be made powerless.

 

Some say you are your own enemy.

Some say you are your own greatest threat.

I don’t totally agree.

I still have yet to witness another pitiful downfall.

 

Now that my vision has come back intact.

The path now again illuminates with the colors of my never forgotten neon vision.

As the colors bleed back into me.

 

It is forever my right. It is forever my privilege to embrace my life that’s free,

Request permission to use this poem
j
Written by
jessy-andrews
American
Published
Jun 30, 2010
Lines·Words
51·369
Notes

©Ministries of The Chaotic

Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell jessy-andrews how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write