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Jan 2014
I was told to be kind
To say my “please and thank yous”
Smile all the time
And show my love to all

If I couldn’t find my way
They would always trace my steps
If I couldn’t understand
They would just hold my hand

Whenever I couldn’t fall asleep
They’d find the lullaby to close my little eyes
And if my spirit was lost
They’d find the words to speak

So when my heart was finally at peace
With them by my side  
I knew if they just held my hand, I’d get there
We were going somewhere somehow
Together

I was small and needy
They were there to fill the space
To keep me going
Because if I was on my own
I couldn’t do it
I wouldn’t know how

That was the way
Now, if you ask me where to begin
I’d say it starts at the end
If you tell me the sun rises in the east
I’d say that’s wrong
And if you showed me how to breathe
I’d exhale first

Because all I know is the blank page
Before the master piece is written
The puzzle pieces separate
Not the picture as a whole
I am still small and needy
And the worst part is there’s no one else to blame
I cut out all the ropes and let myself fall
I told my love to wreck it all
And when I did that
I smiled kindly and said thank you
Then and there I knew
Somehow
I was going somewhere  
On my own
My way
Owen Healey
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