I've found the light

Thu, 08/29/2013 - 17:05 -- jcamer

They say you must walk a mile in a storm to capture the sun,

 to ignite that flame,

 to burn out sun, to dry out the pain and replace it with gain.

 I never entered the storm, I was born amongst it. Nothing ever made sense; I thought someday this would all become dense. It’s a thing of the past; I really did think in this world, I’d never last.

There comes a time in life where you are sick of the past, sick of the cards, sick of the rules, sick of this boos. I’ve come to realise, I was never part of their game to begin with, why bluff, it just makes things rough, makes the game extremely tough.

I’ve let the sun come out to play, I’ve let the birds sing again, I’ve let the water run, I’ve seen the light deep down through night. I’ve run the mile, I’ve beat the fight, I’m no longer alone in this endless fight. I’ve passed the hatred, I’ve let go off the pain, and used it for my own gain.

The naysayers are there, but they always will be, they provoke hatred and live on pain, why let them gain what belongs to you? I know I’ll never feed off someone’s else’s agony, I know what’s right and what’s wrong, I don’t need a rule book to tell me how to live my life. It’s my life, let me live it. I do plan too, with my opinion still in tacked.

Now I can see the deep blue sky, the lights have over taken the darkness and I no longer want to die. Because I’ve realised, I’m not to blame, this was all part of my game. I can feel the smile and it’s been so long, and I now know, where I belong. It’s strange and magnetising how one person can come into your life while it’s falling apart and change absolutely everything… There’s the light, I’ll follow it! “Are you coming along?”…

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