Feet tapping, mind racing, hearts pacing, it’s closing in,

Where do I go in this life I’m in?

Because, I’ve been thinking lately, debating maybe;

Whether this was the right choice and whether I should have listened to that inner voice.

I can’t see into the future but I’m done with the past,

In my own lane, running my own race, I can’t finish last.

I’ve seen pain in my eyes; emotions I chose to hide; from the outside looking in, a soulful soul was decreasing.

I had to take it slow, go back to the drawing board, unlearn what I’d been told; break out the mould.

Not a menace to society, just suffering from anxiety.

There’s power in these words, not only sentences but verbs, this is my life I’m narrating, trust me I’ve been broken.

I decreased the pain to mend my soul and once again be whole.

One day I woke up and felt brand new, I felt that this was true,

Travelling to different states and countries, writing lyrics and poetry,

I’ll be marketed as the young mogul, whose work is published by Barnes and Noble.

-D. Edwards | www.pain2poetry.com



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