The Journey Starts Here

A poem by one of our very own!

Torn Between The Two

I feel like an imposter. 

Too much going on 

Not enough to push me there

Not enough to bring me back 

What are the restraints I feel right now? 

I feel like an imposter

Covered in black 

It is sticky, It chokes me

The gooey feeling between the eyes

I want it off! Take it off!

I feel like an imposter

The straightness of my hair

The…the clothes that covered the skin

The pride in my eyes

But now I cant see, I can't think, I cant feel a thing

There is a lost in me

Experiencing successes is only how it appears

The power in my voice is the death of me

The movement of a masterpiece painted me

I feel like an imposter

Now I stand at an empty reflection of myself

A figment of my imagination came to life

An imposter I am

A message: Start today, start now. Ignore that Error button, you got this.

Sincerely,

W5