Will i know?A Poem by beauitifulybrokenOverthinking, anxious thought patterns. When will i know what the point is?I've never felt good enough never great at anything spectacular it seems I've been skating by just getting through life on a whim the wheels that have been carrying me getting stuck in the mud i overthink to the point of exhaustion but when i go to sleep i cannot rest if this life was a test I've failed if it has a deeper meaning i can't see beyond the fog that gathers in my head every morning Lessons keep repeating because i'm not learning what needs to change my edges are still sharp will they soften with age the point of all this is to say what if i'm not great what if i'm just midiocure and there is no point who is to say there is meaning in the way you move through life my biggest fear is that i'll know what i was meant to do when it's too late As i lay to rest in my grave where crows will come for shelter and worms will be my warmth Will i finally know what was the point?
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2 Reviews Added on November 8, 2022 Last Updated on November 8, 2022 AuthorbeauitifulybrokenCanadaAboutInside there is a soul that is yearning to be heard,felt and seen. Letting my self express these thoughts and words help for that soul to feel a little less alone. more..Writing
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