
While I wrote this as a poem, I was thinking of a melody as I wrote it, I consider it's cadence as read to be thought of more alike to those of song lyrics than a traditional poem.
This is a submission for RM Stockton's Febuary write club "Monster Under Your Bed" Challenge, this particular piece focusing on self-doubt and the oft-overwhelming obsession with competition and success. Link to the challenge embedded below.
Maybe someday,
All the toil and toll will pay,
Maybe someday,
Life will have more brighter days.
The person I see is not the one I dreamt I’d be,
Self doubt seeps into my soliloquy,
In the mirror I see me telling me what I’ll never be,
The fear of failure freezes me,
I’m my own worst enemy.
Maybe someday light will leak,
Darkness won’t be all I see,
Maybe I could accept me,
Someday, may I just be?
Obsession keeps me up all night,
Competition’s all in life,
To me winning is everything,
Yet when I do I feel nothing,
Maybe someday I will find,
A way to feel self-satisfied,
Without ego, doubt or rage,
Could I turn a brand new page?
Maybe someday.
About the Creator
Tommy Ballard
I'm a professional writer, a poet, a digital artist and an amateur musician. In my free time, I'm often be found pondering magnets, breaking and entering random homes to steal locks of human hair, and dosing snoring sleepyheads with Zyns
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