The Journey [15th August]
I sat on the floor staring
into space Rocking backward and foward, My hands in a straight jacket, Thinking. Who was I? I must find myself.
As
I laid in a padded room, Childhood memories came Rushing to my head. I thought to myself, With what little sanity
left in me, "This is my journey, My journey to be found."
I had my earliest memory that day. My father held
me in his arms, Singing softly a sweet lullaby. It seemed like he was gone forever, But I knew he died 5 years ago. My
mother was an emotional wreck She then drove herself to suicide 1 year after, Leaving me, her only child to suffer.
I
sat thinking, who was I? My husband and daughter, Both were killed by a drunken driver. I was left all alone in this
world With no-one else who cared. Eventually I was lost. Unsure of who I was. I must find myself
Today
I was found, I closed my eyes and awoke. Where was I? There were blue skies and streets of gold. I was found. Found
by the people who loved me, My family. And most importantly, God found me and took me in. Reunited with my loved
ones I completed my journey, My journey to be found.
{Sexy Candi}
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Struggle
I sit looking out at the world in exhaustion, Frustrated by my endless struggle, I fight demons unseen
and unspoken.
An invisible force holds me back, I can go no further, For some reason I clamber on.
Yet then there is you, A goal attainable, A mountain that I could climb. However, still I sit here
alone.
What am I waiting for? What sign am I look for? What voice I wish to call my name?
I see a black universe, Just you and in it, And I scamper through the darkness, toward The light
that shines above you.
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