“On all sides”

mekhi.epati

 

Doing the same thing everyday is tiring

Being the same everyday is tiring also

Hate being depressed

Hate feeling anxious all the time

Hate feeling stressed from school

Hate feeling ignored once feelings are shared with one

Sometimes it’s like talking to a wall

A wall that rebounds silence

As if silence was an actual sound

The amount of times I’ve talked to many walls

Sometimes I’ve never realized there was always this one wall

Somehow different, somehow unique to the others

It had a hole, a hole which light shone through 

And the difference between this wall and all the other walls

IS it talked back

As I started to rely on this wall it opened my eyes

Mentally and emotionally

I started to realize I don’t want to be this way my whole life

It’s like as the light shone on my face

It also shone on my life, in a way

Like the light scared the darkness away

It was just beautiful, plain beautiful

As this light continued to pave a new journey for myself

I was no longer depressed, anxious or stressed

And definitely not ignored

I continued to live life knowing I had this wall by my side

Oh did I also mention his name was God

  • Author: Mekhi (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 2nd, 2024 06:30
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem helped me to comprehend how good His love his. God has helped me in so many ways and I wrote this poem to inspire others that He'll do the same for you too, only if you let him of course. This poem talks about someone who is lonely and going through their battles alone. They began to confide in others but wasn't exactly receiving the help they needed. But once they turned to God, everything changed. Their lifestyle, their mindset, their purpose in life. The significance in something dark and somewhat little transforming into a beautiful bright star.
  • Category: Love
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