Middle GroundA Poem by Anayai was feeling down but wanted to be postitiveI don't know where i’m going, I can’t go back to where i’ve been, Not gonna lie I don’t really know where I am. To my right there’s a flight, Destination Neverland. To my left a group of people, Reminding me suicide’s a sin. I don’t know what to do, So I grab my paper and pen. Now I am sitting on this land of confusion, writing again. Thoughts vacating in my brain. But in a way that keeps me sane. In a way that brings out all my emotions, while releasing the pressure of my pain. It almost brings me trill joy. Like i’m a toddler and it’s my favorite toy. Should I go left or right? Should I go up or down? I think I have decided to walk the paths, Of the middle ground. © 2021 AnayaAuthor's Note
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