Man, all these thoughts in my head.
Why can't I just pull the trigger?
Because deep down you know.
Know what?
You know it is not your time yet.
It's not your turn just yet,
It'll come, but not today.
Not right now.
So then,
What am I doing here?
I want to pull it,
But I'm not allowed to.
You have to keep your head up.
If all else fails,
Keep walking.
Further, until you simply cannot.
But what do I do, when I reach the end?
Oh yes, you let go of your fears dear
Let go of what holds you down
And fly.
Fly high and far.
I will be here to guide you darling.
You will not be left alone to wander.
Don't give up, not just yet.
Like
Share
About the Creator
Charis Marquez
I like to write poetry. Not that great at it but its a passion of mine. Most of it is dark though. Enjoy the entries.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.