When it was time, to be in my mother's reach,
I would have welcomed the world, with my baby scream,
With my mom and dad, I made my safety team,
Oh how I longed, to complete all my vaccines,
By that time, I've come all the way to my teens.
From then to now, I longed to see,
Myself on, the highest mountain peaks,
My fears ranged, covering my path with steam,
This mind haunted the nights, stealing my sleep,
Forever I'm stuck, with these daily routines.
How on Earth are these things worth it?
To trade my joy, to trade my sleep,
I scare my heart, in my mind I scream,
When it comes to my life, I feel like a machine,
Even they do stop, at their highest degrees.
I long and long, forever in life's streets,
With one in hand, to the next I reach,
This is how the world goes, not only for me,
This life on Earth is a narrowing stream,
And this stream, seems to be based, on our dreams.
-Debra R. N. Ludwick-
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