I have been writing poetry for the last 8 months. And I have decided i’m ready to share some with all of ya’ll.
I wrote this one a while ago… so here ya go…
The Mystery Of It All
By Justin Bowers
I stand in the mist.
Wondering if I’ll ever see the sun.
I have put myself at the bottom of the list.
Deep down I can’t comprehend the fun.
As I lay on the cold grass I watch the world spin before my naked eyes.
The star in my heart is a minority.
They all stand and wonder at the sky as their spirits rise.
But my confidence has never been a priority.
The insecurities are overwhelming.
everyone’s eyes are locked on me in disgust.
Behind my smile my mind is screaming.
How do I learn to trust.
How is it that what I believe is not in love with what I feel.
In my glass box I stare at the love around me.
But my hand can not get passed the seel.
But I hope that I will learn to see me as they see me.
I will believe again as I look back and see that it all makes sense.
I will look at how the trees have survived the fall.
I will see that I have climbed over the fence.
I will understand the mystery of it all.