Sliver
White
Gray
These are the only things
I can see
Blurred scenes
Questioned glances
Trudging on
Blindly
Fighting my way
Then I saw it
A small glimpse
Green
Red
Blue
And then I could see
Clear and free
All encompassing
Beautiful
Alive
Feeling
This is me
Finally
Alive
Free
Beautiful
No longer stuck
Or confused
But now I stand
Freely
YOU ARE READING
Inside The Heart Of A Poet.
PoetryI decided to put on Wattpad all the poetry that I wrote down on napkins and on the back of my Algebra notes and in various notebooks. They are poems that I wrote with different inspirations. There is no specific theme or style. I hope you enjoy them...
