Billowing in this dust bowl

Billowing in this dust bowl

Slowly crawling out of this hole

Covered in dirt, blown to the ground

Nothing but loud unsettling sounds

I hear the music, I see a light

Putting on the smile, putting down the fight

I see the simple, over the complicated

Never again will I be manipulated

You see me for what I am

I’m happier, I’m saying I can

I’m molding into clay, no longer the sand

Left to ashes, in another man’s hands

My heart has brightened, I feel my soul

Hustling along regardless of the tolls

The voices I hear with so much hate

Walk away, no more debate

Feel my peace, watch me liberate

Better things to do, that’s not my fate

Truth is in the eyes

The eyes are easy to read

You can see faithfulness, and you can see deceit

No more shiftiness no more uneasiness

Time to settle, no more unsettling

I need a balance, it’s about that time

I need my mind to finally unwind

My heart is good, my mind is awake

I want to give, more than I like to take

I like the real, I like the feeling

It brings to me, with the meaning

Opportunity at large, it’s been patiently waiting

Time goes by, people constantly changing

Family, Friends, they come they go

They die, they vanish, they slowly grow

There’re here their there

Love, hate, and care

Make no fuss, about the useless

Be broadened, not clueless

Be wise beyond your means

Let go of material things

Make the world a better place

Make mistakes; grow at your own pace

Your conscience is prevalent

Be conscience or be belligerent

Life goes by, you’ll figure it out

Before it ends and yet still you’re left to doubt

Embrace your spirit

Before you re-live it

 

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