I Don’t Know What To Say

Sometimes I don’t know what to say to make it all ok

I don’t know what to say when nothing goes my way

It all seems so difficult to navigate when the compass spins and never points in a direction in which to follow

They tell me one foot in front of the other for there is no need to wallow

‘All will fall into place’

As I fall from grace

Directions are all a jumble, so I continuously stumble and crash against the water’s edge

As I allege that I have done nothing to deserve this uncertain path

Claiming innocence is a fool’s wrath

However I may feel, I know it cannot be denied, that in the end it has always been

Me, Myself, and I

To lift me out of murky waters, that is what I must do

Let that damn compass spin, two can play this game it’s true!

Suddenly I found the words I’ve been missing

No longer silent I shall be

For finding words—and my way—is the wave that I will take to gracefully sail away


I dedicate this poem for whomever may find themselves stuck between a rock and a seemingly impossible hard place. Be patient with yourselves, waves of change are but a high tide away.


‘Murky Waters’
by Gilda Tavernese

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Published by Gilda Tavernese

Mother of two. Wife of one. Myself to everyone else.

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