#NoFilter- Who Am I, thru the lenses of life.

So, I’m sitting and thinking how this will turn out. I have to admit, that with my past I seriously have doubt.

But something, just passed the corner of my ear, keeps telling me to have “NO FEAR”. Growing past just a gentle whisper, I’m reminded that I can’t be like Celie and Mister. I don’t know why the word is still coming so strong. ‘Cause after all the hell I been thru, I knew I was living wrong. Even in living wrong, I can hear that psalm. And know that I’m not in this alone all along. Soaring as an eagle, and going beyond what I can visibly see. It’s hard at times to know that I am truly free. Sometimes, I have to take a deep breath, and be reminded that there’s still much work left. I have to realize that in this life, surely I mustn’t die.  But, I question what’s living, if it’s all a lie?

So, I’m sitting and thinking how this will turn out. I have to admit, that with my past I seriously have doubt.

Sometimes, I just want to scream LOUDLY screams. And wish that this nightmare would turn into a dream. A dream in which, I find that I am a part of a team. But it’s hard to be on a team, when all your steam has flown into the stream. Bob Dylan says, “I will not go down under the ground ‘cause somebody tells me death is coming around”. But yet, I say will not do down not carry a frown, cause I know that God has kept me in his hand and turned it all around. I don’t want to see death, knowing that I am taking my last breath, OH GOD, I AM LONGING FOR A NEW DEPTH. You may question, where I am going… Just know that I am purging and my heart is flowing. I really feel as if, I’m growing and really feel I’m reaching new heights. So with that being said, this ain’t no hype. I may not pray as much as I should, but something in me is telling me that I’m the little engine that could. But I know that the potter specifically made me with clay, just so that I can reach others and show them a brighter way. I take this day and move with much advancement, and yes there is still room for much enchantment. So, when I wanna’ cry, I just think and know that surely I must not die. But, I will grow wings and learn how to fly.

So, I’m sitting and thinking how this will turn out. I have to admit, that with my past I seriously have doubt.

The time when you feel as if you’re alone, say to yourself, “Yo, no one is really gone”. Squaring my shoulders and drying my eyes. Cause in this season, I surely will not demise. Take this time and know that I am perfectly divine. Given to the world with you in mind. Created for such a purpose and power on this earth. Writing in this pad, I truly discovered what I am worth. Leaving behind the pain and despair, often time people can’t help to see you heal when they are there. See the forest beyond the tree, and know God will never give you over to your enemy.

So, I’m sitting and thinking how this will turn out. I have to admit, that with my past I no longer have any doubt. 

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