'finding yourself within' 'journey'

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One My virginity, honey, it's been gone and no, not to the person you think Two I am on the brink of losing, loving, and transforming myself Three I think you wanna come with me Three
The search for truth keeps meTrekking across uncharted landsAnd diving under unventured seasWhere I find myself alone,Without the comfort of familiarity.   I must listen to the call of my heart –
cold nights lonely days my mind goes blur the wind goes her.
   I have awoken with dreamy eyes In too many unfamiliar placesOn warm exotic beaches - in inexpensive inner city beds
I thought New York was the place for me.I always thought big cities were for me.I thought that I would get to New YorkAnd instantly fall in love. This did not happen.
A little boy walking through the high streets of condemnation, Blinded by the light of salvation. He then realized that, Not all that wander are indeed lost. Too much to bear the cost.
Her sleeves of compassion juice my mind Materalism tears seem to grow wings of kind this rain waxes new worlds oh the juice of my brain Set my sample fantasies on blind edge, broken heart
We all start off pure: a baby, knowing nothing about the world around us.   We are very sheltered at this time, thinking no one could do us harm. Some, sooner than others, realize this is not true.
See the good in whatever your doing dont rush life not every day is a good day but guess what you live anyway everyone that claims they love you wont always love you back most people are liars and wont be honest
If I could give my younger self a message I would say keep your head up you will go far. You will accomplish things that people think are beyond little black girls. Wipe your tears do not cry
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