Poetry
Is such a necessary
Mode
Of communication
It reaches out
And catches my spirit
In an attempt
To describe
Life

Transition is just a word
That describes growth
And change
We grow and we learn
And we exist
In a quagmire
Of change
And
transition

Is life really
All I think it is
Can I truly make a difference
Like others tell me
Why am I here
The neverending question
Of who we are
And why

Every cell in my body
Is vibrating
All at different rates
Until I crash
And fall down
Into a place
Of nowhere
And
I wonder
How I got here
And
Why

Sitting deeply within my emotions
I wonder what exists
Beyond the ME
That I know
Is there more to life
Than that which we can see
Is there life beyond our existence
In this netherworld
Of chaos
I wonder

I walk a path
That others
Have walked before
It makes no sense
To tread on land
That doesn’t
Create change
And my life is worthy
Of
Touching others
I am
Therefore
Others can be

I wait
Wondering what it is
That I am
Waiting for
My life has always been
A wait
And I wonder
What
It is
That
I’m waiting
For