I've walked in shades of grey, I know,
I've walked with bare, cold feet,
I've walked for miles in search of light,
I've walked and walked in blinding heat.
Why have I walked so many miles?
I ask myself today,
Why have I walked on sharpened stone?
Why have I walked this way?
My eyes have blinded me with sight,
My feet are scarred from pain,
The light still turns to dark at night
And I am left in shallow frame.
My answers found within my stride,
The moment I stood still,
The earth no longer spins my head,
My feet are light, not filled with lead.
The colours are inside my mind,
My eyes are there to see,
My heart has warmth to comfort me,
My self alone will carry me.
So if I push my mind to fly,
A bird I will become,
And all of this my coloured sky,
Is where I'll find my own true high.
I can survive this crazy world,
In being who I am,
It's all about just being true,
To trust myself in who I am.
It's a lovely poem Sarah, loved it entirely! Loved to see the words flow out so freely and effortlessly from your pen! This poem gets full marks from me,5***** and I recommend it to be selected as the 'Member Poem of the Day'!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. You are perfect as you are. You mind is what may let you down. Good poem.