adversity
adversity is temporaryfire doesnt burn forever
pain isnt everlasting
but can i get stronger?
climbing this steep mountain
my resolve my inspiration
negativity my perspiration
dripping off onto the floor of haters
gripping...clawing...trying to keep me down
but i refuse to fall
only up is where ill go
higher to the heavens...the stars which i get closer to every second
till that point where i am one with myself
but what is this weight?
this force pulling me down its so heavy
i look back and its myy heart dragging on the ground
being clawed at by its inhabitants
its fresh wounds opening up...stitches bursting
blood pouring out...staining its victims
because inside it is love that has been enclosed
clawing at it has only allowed its contents to spill...
making a mess that has to be cleaned up again
so i get my mop and bucket
stone,mortar,bricks and cement
to clean up that mess and build back my wall
so that this heart wont be penetrated easily
but listen..in this wall there is a locked door...you have the key
so after this work is done i can continue my journey
to the sky...with my head high
Poetry by Steven Mawer
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Written on 2006-04-25 at 00:15
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