On My Own Poem by resley dela

Walking slowly is what I put in mind
as long I'm sure of the destination
but going farther seems forgetting everything.
I am now lost,
in the middle of nowhere
with no one to see.
panic came over me and I ran
keep running till I dropp on my knees
I can't stand now, i feel so dry
It's like bathing in a river without water
with nothing at all.
You showed up.
like hero in movies
you lend your hand in me
the wounded lady is renewed
so thankful and grateful.
But when I'm able to be on my feet alone
you let go of my hand
and I dropp my self again.
I need to raise up, even though it's hard.
I started crawling, pull up my strength
and i did it!
on my own.