poems

Anxiety

Oh you can not do this
It will be too much for you
You can just stay here

And now the sky is baby blue
the clouds a puffy and white
The wind pushes wave across the lake
the trees are all different colors
the water shoots up, stands independent
It did what others said it couldn't do

It believed in itself
It flew away into the air
but in the end it always
fall back down to the pond
it shoot for the stars followed the dreams
but on the end it got nowhere but the lake

so what will happen to me
I shoot for the stars following a dream
but will I end up back home
Where everyone said I would end up
All I want to do is be that butterfly
that flew toward the sky and made it
but will I end up being the water

that's what the people say
you can't make it, it will not happen
but the voices in my head say
you can do it beat the odds
go for it be fearless
so what will happen to me???










excitement

I am here now! I can feel it
the blood in my veins rushing like the waves
my eyes throbbing from the goodbyes
the smile on my face unable to disappear
my lungs taking in the fresh air
for a fresh start, a beginning
I did this it is part of me
like the knife in my heart
my hands are trembling like leaves shaken by the wind
my legs are weak ready to give out
but I stand here strong, ready