Subin302
05-02-2006, 07:44 PM
Wanted to share the first poem I wrote when I learned why I was different all my life. This is the day I realized I was submissive.
"Feelings"
As I sit here pondering all that I have read.
I have lots of questions in my head.
Not knowing where to go for the answers I seek.
But knowing the depth of it is in me.
I know IM scared but don't understand all the internal questions at hand.
Feeling so lost in this known as myself.
The shell that sometimes feels like it is holding me down.
Not knowing where to look for the answers I seek.
But knowing the answers are very near to me.
So inside I look for what ever will be.
Trying to find what motivates me.
Feeling pain deep in my soul wondering what things it may in hold.
I know that my heart yearns for what ever it is.
Knowing in side it is not simply a kiss.
So off my mind wonders trying to see the picture that lies.
Not letting my emotions lead me.
I know there is an answer.
But do not know why.
It is not reviled to my eye.
So sitting here pondering what is in store,
I will not hinder the open door.
Still as I look I will ponder more to find that gift that is in store.
"Feelings"
As I sit here pondering all that I have read.
I have lots of questions in my head.
Not knowing where to go for the answers I seek.
But knowing the depth of it is in me.
I know IM scared but don't understand all the internal questions at hand.
Feeling so lost in this known as myself.
The shell that sometimes feels like it is holding me down.
Not knowing where to look for the answers I seek.
But knowing the answers are very near to me.
So inside I look for what ever will be.
Trying to find what motivates me.
Feeling pain deep in my soul wondering what things it may in hold.
I know that my heart yearns for what ever it is.
Knowing in side it is not simply a kiss.
So off my mind wonders trying to see the picture that lies.
Not letting my emotions lead me.
I know there is an answer.
But do not know why.
It is not reviled to my eye.
So sitting here pondering what is in store,
I will not hinder the open door.
Still as I look I will ponder more to find that gift that is in store.