The World Of The Unknowns Poem by Rebekah Strunk

Sitting here all alone feeling trapped in the world of the unknowns.

Looking around trying to figure out where to go.

Seeing some one or something walking towards me.

I see this person’s face and body wondering why is he here, and why by me in the world of the unknowns.

He starts talking to me I know his voice but how can it be him the world of the unknowns.

That is standing by me, talking to me, and saying I will help you Rebekah just like I told you I would.

How can it be him standing by me, talking to me, and helping me through the world of the unknowns.

But it is him who is here with me in the world of the unknowns just like he said he would be there to help me.