I'm finding it hard to write poetry because there's so much going on in my head. But it's that exact chaos that draws me to write. Hopefully this summer will be more fruitful than the school year, because I'm yearning to release all my creative energy in some way! Two more weeks of school to go!
WAITING
That's the hardest for me to take.
The restless feeling of uncertainty
That's hanging over my head,
Threatening to fall
Like the dark clouds in the sky
Right before a storm.
Taking me through
An unpredictable journey
Filled with highs and lows,
Disappointments and joys,
Searching and finding
That I would have never picked myself.
Yet as I am caught
In the midst of it all,
It is hope and faith
That gives me peace beyond measure.
