Today

Didn't realize that I hadn't written here all weekend until I came to post this. I guess the idea I would write every day didn't work out, but maybe for the better. I did for the first time in a very long time sit down and write. Afterwards I did feel better, confused, frustrated, and every other emotion but better.


Words used to come so freely
As I would write them all down
Some would rhyme and some would not
It didn’t matter how or what

Words escape me at the moment
The ones I used to write on a page
So many things have happened in my life
I forgot who I was inside and out

Where did all of that go?
The imagination, the fantasy, the love
The hurt, the tears, the smiles, the triumphs
They have seemed to have disappeared to nowhere

I think I might have found them again
But I cannot be sure
I still feel like something is missing though
I am just not sure what

So many questions that needed to be asked
And others that need to be answered
It is so hard to ask or answer them
Without tears forming in my eyes

Who am I and where did I go
What am else am I feeling
Hurt, sadness, happiness, love
I just don’t know anymore
Does any of this make sense.

How can you lose who you are
But no one you know is aware
Or are they is the question
Do they see it as well

Just so many questions
And not enough answers
At least at this moment
The only thing left is patience
For God to answer in his time