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