A Plea
April 13, 2016
I am afraid.
I don’t know what I am doing,
I don’t know what is going on a round me;
I feel like I've been set on autopilot without a destination.
Everyone seems to know what to do
but me
I just sit here.
Letting life go on even though I don’t think I am living.
I am being.
But I do not know who I am,
how can you be without knowing who you are?
Is it possible?
So many unknowns.
So many choices.
So many opinions clouding my own.
I am afraid that I cannot do it alone.
0 snaps·1 views
View on Power Poetry →