Poems About Life

hope

I have trouble sleeping some nights. the dark is too deep or the world is too dark

lately, thoughts of my future and the path I want to take are consuming my time and thoughts

but those are things I can control and for the first time I feel a spark.

a hope that maybe it's not a game of chance, of drawing lots.

for a long time, I was a sunflower seed hidden in the dark of the soil

knowing the pain of the pressures around me, of never seeing the light

but I've started to grow, I hope, my leaves no longer in a coil

I'm slowly coming out of the night

I still feel scared and anxious that's true. I still feel somedays I'm drowning

That I'm alone in the dark and no one can see me.

but I'm spending less time afraid and frowning

spending more time planning and learning just to be

It's just a small flame in my heart but my demon is afraid of fire

My demon is afraid of change and afraid of my hope and I'm finding I've done things to be proud of

I can look at myself and my life and things don't look bleak or dire

but I wonder if this hope can be trusted or if it will fly away at a glance like a dove

I wonder a lot of things to keep me up and away from my nightmares

But those scattered thoughts are becoming a plan that might just work

I know I'll still shed my fair share of tears

but maybe I've suffered enough and I can start to turn my face towards the sun and admire my handiwork.