What if my mind was like a flower about to bloom?
What if I could blow all my worries away like pollen,
and leave space for more room?
What if I could brush off all my sadness,
with a jolt of wind,
and pray that my mind still blooms,
when the growing process comes to an end.
To send my worries far away,
and out of my mind,
in hopes of peace and clarity,
that I may be able to find.
I dream of that strong wind,
to brush away this pain,
but until I get that kind of power,
I may have to live through some rain.
YOU ARE READING
A Blooming Mind
PoesíaI always try to write poetry that is relatable. Mental health is VERY important, and this poem was one that I wrote when thinking about the different emotions that we as humans feel. From anxiety to sadness to depression, we are all in this together.
