Worth-Less
An attempt at a poem describing what the past few days were like.
I am a smart individual,
Yet I am worth less.
My brain formulates plans and calculates in a snap,
But my heart knows nothing much and is slow.
I'm trying my hardest to become a better person.
I love that.
Constantly trying, constantly doing.
Unconditionally.
Better. Faster. Stronger.
Wait-
Makit harder, do it faster, makes us stronger,
Harder. Bitter. Faster. Stronger.
Then poof. You stop working, like a robot that's tangling itself in rope.
You're trying too hard. Take a moment.
No.
Breathe a little.
No.
You know nothing.
I have to do it or else we'll-
Wait a moment.
What?
I may be worth less, but knowing God, is enough.
Let him take the wheel and he just will.
I am worthless.
Rather worth less; God will make us more.
Yes.
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