Finding My Focus

It’s hard for me to focus sometimes

This ongoing ringing in my head, almost like a chime

My mind is going a mile an hour

And at the same time trying to have a balance of power

It’s hard for me to focus sometimes

This problem that I have is my prime

I don’t understand why I continue to blank

I feel like I’m stuck in this tiny fish tank

It’s hard for me to focus sometimes

It’s almost like this horrible crime

I can’t think, I can’t remember a birthday

When I think I’ve made it, I’m only halfway

It’s hard for me to focus sometimes….

But this time I found my focus,

My dream

 

Through this harsh journey of trying to find myself

It has always been there sitting on the shelf

A tiny camera and tripod

Maybe it’s a word from God

I’m not so sure

All I know is that this Canon is pure

 

It’s no longer hard for me to focus anymore

No more choosing between 2 different doors

Looking through a lens is something that I love

An interest I will never get rid of

It’s no longer hard for me to focus anymore

I am not the girl I was before

I have found a different side of me

A side so great that it’s bigger than a redwood tree

It’s no longer hard for me to focus anymore

There’s nothing that I need to search for

No more tossing and turning late in the night

I am now content with a visible light

It’s no longer hard for me to focus anymore

No ringing in my head that I have to ignore

I have found my gift

This is something I cannot resist

It’s no longer hard for me to focus anymore

I’ve finally found something that I stand for

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