Spin Wheel
It was once upon a time …..I felt worthless
I watched the sunrise before my first shift
and as my conscious shifts
I read the book before I wrote it…decided ….it was worthless too
I even went to buy grocery but nothing fulfilled my worthless point of view
So I ate a worthless meal at a worthless time
Tried to write a poem …..created worthless rhymes …..flipped pages like dimes ….contemplating on why I wasted so much of my prime
Remembering when I was young with hella pride and a smaller mind
But now I’m making shrines
To see watch a bolder shine
Rocks turned to gold
I’m thinking it’s only god
Way past facades , I needed clarity
See this ain’t a sad story to be honest
I’m in mad glory to be honest
Ready to be honest to be honest
It was honestly me
There are roots before the tree
Thinking If I am roots …what was the seed
Scene
I’m back to reality
Nothing matters anymore in a worthless dream
Copyright © Keorie Mcmillan | Year Posted 2023
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