This Journey
This Journey
Been on a downward spiral since the day of my very birth
Lost in a whirlwind of what is meaning for me on this earth
I start to see a glimmer of hope bursting through the storm clouds
Suddenly thunder rolls around me, it arouses my doubts
I can feel the hard rains of oppression dropping down on me
Briefly a ray of chance shines through and it dares to set me free
The strong winds of confusion anxiously tries to knock me down
With it comes the sweet scent of victory blowing all around
Seas of conformity rising above me and I try to jump in
Crashing waves crushing my soul, I feel myself sink, so I try to swim
A winter of destitute is settling deep in my thoughts
In this cold the warmth of restitution is so desperately sought
My life drifts by like the sands of time in a dessert wind
Even in this barren place, small things piece together to form purpose again
Flames of desperation consume me and dares to burn my faith
Though smoke filled lungs I cry out, God, just a little more grace
Copyright © Marie Wilson | Year Posted 2015
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