Stand

I walk along a gravel path

An uneven walkway

Where I’ve tripped

So many times before

 

Noticing an unfamiliar bend up ahead

Standing still I stare

Afraid of what may be around the bend

My feet creating small craters in the dirt as time passes

Becoming more comfortable in my space along the path

I start calling it home

My fear becoming more real as I stand and I stare at what may lie ahead

 

I stand and I stare

 

-Mysty Rayn

 

Reviews

[Sean M. Addams]

ALOT DEEP MEANING IN THIS PIECE.... LOVE THE FLOW AND IMAGERY .... NICE JOB ON THIS ONE :)

[poetforlife]

Great write about how we can paralize ourselves with fear where we never move in any direction at all. Good lesson for all of us in these words!

[Pointblank]

gotta get out of that rut girlfriend. Im working on it myself. Very good write.