First Poem and Definitely a Work in Progress- Windows
I sit in silence surrounded by all of my failures.
They stare at me.
They mock me and laugh at me.
They tell me I'm worthless. Unlovable. Vulnerable. Stupid. Insignificant.
They tell me I'm a whimp.
They tell me to go home.
They tell me to give up.
A single tear runs down my face as I watch them dig my grave and attempt to lure me in.
It is in these moments of suffering that I remind myself to look up and see the space between my failures, where the light of success shines through.
What is a window without an opaque wall to be mounted on?
My failures are big, tall and strong,
but the light of success always shines through.
Go to the light, I say. Do not let failure win.
When we are trapped in our minds, we are the only ones who can set ourselves free.
Posted Sep 17, 2022, 6:30 PM UTC