Writing poetry has always meant a lot to me. When I was deep within the pain of my emotions I’d write multiple poems a day. And the writing continued throughout my recovery. Thought I’d share one today…
Questions
What makes me what I am
And what I feel
How do my feet know the path
And my head the way
How do I know when the day has passed
With tomorrow at hand
How do I know yesterday’s gone
And long beyond my reach
When did I know the time had come to stand on my own
When did I learn that hands were for holding
And hearts to share
When did I realize there was more in this world
Than me
Why did I know this was true
A million questions run through my mind
As I grasp that I’m here
But will the questions ever end
Will the answers flow forth
If only I knew
What questions fill your heart and mind? Answers? Just scroll up to the title to comment, or click on the title and scroll on down. Thanks!
