To love myself at last
Sometimes in the night
I lie awake with tears,
wondering how I wasted
so many of my years.
Time has given me chances
I just let pass me by,
never believeing enough in me
I never really even tried.
Now a season as come
to once more get it right,
to lift myself from hells grip
and take my desired flight.
The picture seems to dim
and my eyesight is but weak,
but somehow I think I can
stand up on my own two feet.
I have what I need
it lies deep within,
and with all that I have
my life will now begin.
I may not go to fast or even
make the grade,
but I will not be defined
by the choices that I've made.
Life is way to short
to live in the past,
It is time for me to live again
to love myself at last.
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