In His Eyes

To watch my life unfold into a story once told, my every thought known, my ending shown, through his eyes am I what I am supposed to be or am I striving to be what I want to be and in reality it’s not all about me thinking selfishly, In his eyes, no longer at the tender age of innocence but now holding the responsibility of life and it’s consequence which is based solely on my “better judgment”; In his eyes, am I a prized possession or is my soul tainted and in need of repossession…questions linger about as I try to figure out what the talk is all about; In his eyes, am I standing strong with the will to move on or am I sitting quietly containing the gift that he has given me not understanding the quality of life that lies within me but at times when the truth was spoken many rejected me and I gave in, now In his eyes I must stand again with more confidence than before and the drive to accomplish more the ambition to be higher and closer to him…I mustn’t be like a limb swaying but like that of a tree deeply rooted in the soil staying, In his eyes, when being effective then shall I rise, In his eyes, speaking truth, In his eyes, shall I be recognized in the event of my demise, In his eyes, shall I seek approval, In his eyes, shall the aspects of my life matter, In his eyes, shall I love and grow with the ability to know that he loves me at times when I don’t love myself, that he cares for me when I feel that no one does, but In his eyes shall I rise speaking life and in life shall I abide while being upheld IN HIS EYES.

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