Looking Again

Melbourne, FL

I awoke just before

The sun's first rays

Thinking of days gone by

 

And I felt my blood

Begin to boil

And acid churning inside

 

I was filled with rage 

And with hate

For everything in this life of mine

 

Hatred for the ghosts of my past

That slip so carelessly

Through my thoughts

 

Hatred for those skeletons

Hanging there in the dark

Wispering of reveal

 

Hatred for the path 

I chose to walk

Thousands of forsaken miles upon

 

And somewhere the thing

I kept so sacred

Fell from my heart or mind

 

I have miles and miles and miles

To go before

I find it ever again

 

But I know it's there

Where I'm going

In the wisps of mountain air

 

Maybe I didn't loose

It ALL

If I know I can find it again

 

For this is the most precious thing

I seek so ravagely

It is Everything

 

 

Reviews

[The Viking]

This is great, Heather. I can totally relate to this, and the message is clear and hopeful. This is the kind of poem that might help somebody one day.

[Vincent Esprit FMI]

I am so happy to see the return 'of confidence and posivity" at the end........thanks