My Journey

My Journey

A Poem by Healing Star
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I just let it come through and this is what I got.

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When I was Young
Thought I had all the Answers
Thought I had everything
Everything figured Out

And there came a Day
When I knew that I was Wrong
No matter how long I been Walkin'
There is always further, further to Go

Then One day I found That
Everything I thought I Knew
Was all based on many Lies
And it took me more than a Year

To find myself back on my Feet
Well at least that's where I think I AM
I don't know if there is an end to this Road
But I keep walkin' down It

'Cause it's taught me some Things
That seem to have opened my Heart a Crack
And I'll keep walkin' until these legs give Out
Because I want to find a place to Rest

Lately I think I'm gettin' Closer
It just feels now that my steps are gettin' Light
Though I may not know a God Damn Thing
And yet I may know just about Everything

There is Darkness that so many hold Onto
So many days I spend it wondering Why
Maybe it's in Darkness where they don't feel what's True
And they get accustomed to not feeling, staying Blue

As the days go by Now
Seems I'll never go back to that Space
For my Eyes and Heart are being Opened
By my Friends from all time - the Whole Human Race

Where do these whispers, from where to they Come
Realizing I don't know a Thing, my greatest Blessing
As I allowed them to come, the flow does not End
This is a Journey, where all my Heart I will Spend

© 2017 Healing Star


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Ahhh . . . Your journey will never end . . . At the end of this particular journey you will surely die, only to be reborn again, reincarnated once more.

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Healing Star
Healing Star

South Jordan, UT



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I am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..

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