It's a quarter to three Walked in the door an hour ago Returning from a night that held many things And here I am Trading in sleep for thoughts tonight. Will I make the change in my life That is demanding me? Is it possible to change After being this person the majority of your life? The want is there The need is definant So what is holding me back from it? The pounding on the stairs... Will it stop at my door, or keep going up One or two more floors? Would it be my past Finally catching up with me, Or my future calling me? Failure or success In my hopeful nitch Yes, I wonder what people think- Call me weak, but it feels good None the less. The answer to life The answer to everything Right on the tip of my tongue I've been waiting... I'll put it off until tomorrow. It's somewhere in here... If only I would spring clean this Attic Once in awhile... It would be the greatest ever read... But another time Too much lifting And I'm not willing to risk water damage. The thoughts I traded for tonight's sleep It's sad to think I won't understand- Know what they mean Tomorrow morning.Birth sign: Gemini
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