March with meA Poem by Douglas Levi GribbinsA big song i thought of, that is about me getting out my dark place.God Grant me trust,Please, god, Grant me hope God please grant me strength, get me off of this slope. Give me arms to grasp the last smile that i have. The rest is a class act, everyone will go past that. I'm climbing this mountain and i'll climb alone if i have to. And i'll reach the top,Touch the sky, look down smiling at you. You doubted me endlessly, didn't think i could get here You spewed insults like poison, Just noise is all i hear. Or you could come with me, I will lead, never plead. For help, and as my blood proceeds to boil I'm making plans to get out, plans the devil can't foil You can follow me, I am, Flying high, i'm shining. Why can, i see light that would cause blindness? Is it doubt? The darkness of confidence, absence of hope? Wondering now, God thank you, i'm out of this slope. I am free, I will stay, i will help, i will pray. Never flee, Never Play, never welp, Start today. Come on
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