Everywhere I turn, it’s uncomfortable.
I hear such strange rumbles,
and then I start to tumble in my sleep.
Is this all?
I kick in my sleep,
ready for something more…
Am I changing?
Am I growing?
Is it showing?
It’s hard, not really knowing.
Pushing for something more.
Reaching for something more,
but I just feel stuck here.
I feel like I can’t breathe.
Minute by minute…
I wonder, why am I here?
Then…
there’s bright lights…
everything sounds different…
everything looks different…
everything smells different…
everything is different!
The rope has been cut…
I hear words, “You’ve been born, baby!”
So, this is the other side?
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (4)
So moving and inspirational! Great poem!
Really felt your poetry. Outstanding.
The journey of life is full of twists and turns that can suprise, challenge and delight us.
Life, to me, feels like layers upon layers; impressive ending. I liked this!