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Pushing Through For Happiness

I wonder

Am I being punished for past lives?

Mistakes from another time?

So for each new life I live I must be punished?

 

If I shapen up

Will I save myself from sorrow

In the next life?

 

What am I not seeing?

What should I do?

I know i'm imperfect

You made us that way

 

It seems as if

I could claim all the bodies of water

For my tears are enough to fill them all

 

Frustration

Rage

Dispair

Regret

The words keep rolling in my mind

 

Am I meant to do it all alone?

Even with spouse

I care for our child

And all that's around us

Drained

No longer wishing to rise out of bed

 

Endless fighting

Hot tears of both sadness

And anger

 

Why won't you help me?!

Must I suffer at your pleasure?

Do you enjoy picking at random

Those you wish to torment?

 

The rough seas

Getting worse

A dense fog

Cold

Harsh and unforgiving winds

How do I navigate?

 

Lay down on the ground

Hands laid upon my chest

Close my eyes

As my breath escapes me

 

 

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  • Wind 03
    August 19, 2008
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    sad!!!

    well written! but very sad...things will get better
    been there!

    juliet


  • Erica Carnea
    July 7, 2008
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    very sad towards the end but i lve it well done
    xx

  • VeritasLiberte
    July 7, 2008
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    The heart-cry of ALL of us!

    You express well the heart of unregenerate man, on his own and trying to figure out the nagging "why" of what appears to be our MISERABLE existence, even to the point of finding fault with our Creator. Now, I wish to give you the answers to your inquiry. Please go HERE: http://allpoetry.com/poem/4402031
    And may you find peace at last!


  • Deaf-Mute
    January 5, 2008

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    The World around us exists for one purpose and one purpose alone. To wear us down. Even water the source of life and the one thing we all are dependent on destroys the hardest stone and crumbles our strongest metals. We all have photos of the happy times of our lives but it is the unhappy and less then perfect moments that gets us from photo to photo. Life never really gets easier just more practiced. At this point I probably sound like a broken record and a dozen stories or movies but the point is if life was easy no one would quite.