legs.

Nice!

monochrome moments

L1060256

the path I stand on,
is not the easiest one.
it’s made of a thousand tiny rocks
that crunch beneath my feet.
it’s so wide
that I some times fear
that I can no longer see
my direction.
it’s part of my bigger picture
and it terrifies me.

Some times
I try so desperately to remain
upright
that my muscles tremble
and
my bones ache.
I want to be
standing
on my journey,
not crumbling.
I want to walk, skip, run
and stand.
And that’s why I have

legs.

View original post

Advertisements

About themanofletters

Love poetry, love Marmite, Alright?
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s