A Vision of Me
The Vision of Me
The vision that I often see is not even a reflection of the one that I should be…..
I try to recollect the things that I have learned along the way, apply them to the life I live….
So God will make a way…..I pray…..
My needs are somehow met and I try to stay strong…..but
The days turn to months and years that are long……
So many of them have passed by and I’m still,
Searching for the dream only he can fulfill….
Trying hard to explain what I feel and it’s confusing
To be articulate is a battle that unfortunately I’m losing
Simple as it is I just cannot get ahead, because everything I should be doing….
Are just thoughts within my head……
Contemplating change is just my mere imagination, when change is just a thought away……..The simplest creation…….
A poetic expression of the thoughts I have inside
I wish I could express those thoughts, but hide behind my pride
I hide behind a wall of anger, wrath and sometimes shame
Things I thought I’d dealt with, and had healed in Jesus’ name……
Now they surface daily and it’s hard to hide the pain
Trying hard to find a way to speak as if I’m sane
Trying hard to understand why my thoughts have become my thorn
My mind is always busy and my body now is worn
Torn between the person that I really am, but hide, and who I have become within, because I haven’t tried
Knowing all I need to do is step out on my faith
Instead I feel as if I’m gleaning for the wheat and get the chaff……
Copyright © Sheila Bradford | Year Posted 2014
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