Holding On
As I walked along the seashore
Looking at the sand
Someone came beside me
And took me by the hand
There were no words involved here
I knew what I had to do
I had to turn around right then
And walk back towards you
The turn made everything strange
The ground became new to me
Every single grain of sand
Everything that I could see
Then another came along
And took a hold of me
Tried to turn me back again
To the person I used to be
I was stood still in my journey
Though I knew where I had to go
But things were heating up now
Which direction I didn’t know
To figure this out I needed help
My two guides were sound asleep
What was I to do then?
Which life should I choose to keep?
To anyone else this looks pointless
But I knew I had to choose
I knew that with this new guide
I would most certainly lose
The first guide that came to me
Awoke and started to leave
When I started to walk along with him
More faith I did receive
The more I follow and start to learn
The easier this becomes
But let this thing remind you
That temptation, yet hidden, comes.
Copyright © Gemma Johnson | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment