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Jul 2021
I spend a lot of time inside my head
Makes it difficult, sometimes impossible to go to bed

I fear I have made many mistakes
I review, redo, and I contemplate

What did I do to end up here?
But realize soon after, it has been simply fear

Fear to change, fear to move on, fear to commit
At times I think I am an idiot

However, when the night is done
I look in the mirror and realize I have won

Won, a winner, whatever because I have been true
true to what life is about, and realize there is always something new

New friends, new experiences, new opportunities
And in the end, we leave behind, simply a legacy
Written by
Michael Southerland
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