Come Over

It’s no other feeling that compares,
To being able to triumph
To win, while you’re used to losing
To relax, when you’re used to doing.
Being able to stand up tall
When all life did was knock
Your legs down so you could fall.
I used to give up, tired of the fight
Knowing that when I deserve a
Chance, it was my right.
But no longer do I have to be out of breath
Today I poke out my chest and smile
Thinking of the journey of everlasting miles.
So I’m ready life, come get some
Because whatever the task, I’ll overcome.

4 Comments

  1. Dory on November 17, 2011 at 9:59 PM

    LOVE THIS POEM, STAY POSITIVE!

  2. Michael on November 28, 2011 at 12:32 PM

    Whoever you are that wrote this l say keep you r head up, and continue writing because that’s action, and that’s what’s gonna help you get to where you need to be because you never know who’s reading this, or who’s listening. You’re voice is being heard, so keep it up…

  3. Lauren on December 2, 2011 at 8:46 AM

    Thank you for the positive poem, reading this was a great way to start the day. Looking forward to reading more work like this. I bet it sounds great when read out loud.

  4. Meghan on December 1, 2022 at 2:50 PM

    This poem expresses a lot of positivity which is a great turning point in your life. I like how you explain how life knocks you down, but all you do is get back up. It takes a lot of strength to do that, and I can tell that you have the strength in you to get back up from a fall. Keep up the positive mindset, you will see results!

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