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Thinking In Print

I wonder if I would be missed

If I just went away

Lulled to a peaceful serene sleep

Held deep within death’s sway.


My kids would cry and then forget

Eventually; in time

This mother who just couldn’t stay

Living this sad life’s rhyme.


If I did die what would God do

To me when I get ‘there’

Would I be sent to hell’s furnace

To live in its despair.


Yes, misery, despair and shame

You are my only friends

Quite close I am to each of you

Until my time here ends...


Or does He have something for me

Written upon this Earth

Should I stay here and wait for Him

To show what I am worth.

Author notes

Do NOT give me your frigging pity, it is not needed nor is it wanted...

These are just simple thoughts DO NOT read more into this piece than is there...

How does it make you FEEL?

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  • atreyugurk
    May 21

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    Profound

    We all wonder these things, ponder on them from time to time and the fact you've written about it is a good technique as a writer. Write the thoughts of the common, of the everyman and you have a true connection to your audiences. Good job!
    -BON*BON


  • TheM0of silver member
    May 12

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    I often get a thought that eventually becomes a write. Or else someone shares a thought and it expands to something like this. "Too Black to Be Blue" was one of those I got from you.

    I had to check and see what you had lately. I've read this one about the time you posted, but I wanted to let what you have here sink in.

    You have my love, girl. No pity.

    Your friend,
    Bob


  • galfalfa gold member
    May 6

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    Having lost both my mother and father, i did cry, still do and you never forget, nor stop missing them. They were my foundation , my anchor and the world was right back then...

    Well done,

    galfalfa

  • Stanza 4 - yeah, I can relate to that. This poem makes me feel sad and worthless. I know only God can reveal my worth in His eyes, I cannot show him my worth.

  • Someone sounds like she pities herself enough for everyone. This is a very nice write. You have a great talent.
    Kelli

    • Molassis
      May 4
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      Everyone gets down from time to time I am sure... I was swollen in pride and this is my fall to humble and get me back to where I should be...

      Thanks for the comment... may blessing lean your way.

      ~Melissa

  • Endeavor gold member
    May 1

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    Excellent


    Or does He have something for me
    Written upon this Earth
    Should I stay here and wait for Him
    To show what I am worth.

    I think I have had the feeling before
    then somthing wonderful happens
    and it goes away... for a while

    Very moving

    Rick


  • Frogzter gold member
    April 23

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    A reflection of my very own thoughts mirrored here in this thought provoking piece. I agree that the last stanza is something I have asked myself more often than not. Good to see you penning!

    Blessings,

    Frogz~


  • Robin Candor
    April 22

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    The force of words

    I love you for the times we have talked and the effort you have made with me. I am going to choose the road you suggested and not read too much into the piece. The writer chooses to ponder the fate not only of herself in your case, but the fate of others if she were to depart the mortal plane? She also suggests that pain is fleeting and those injured would not only survive but find memory wanting. She collects her thougts and decides that those emotions that drive one downward are those closest to her, and them closes the piece in the final stanzas by debating what God Himself would do with her? Does this approach to despair merit a fiery furnace? The final stanza holds out not hope, in the general sense, but a vague faith that perhaps, just perhaps, there is meaning and it is yet to be revealed. A very moving and attention grabbing bit of work that would lead many to believe the fate of the writer is at stake at this very moment even with the writers notes. I took it as a poem and I'll stay there until you tell me different. RC

    • Molassis
      April 23
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      Hey Robin,

      Thanks for the analogy on this piece, I guess you are dead on in it... You'd done well ciphering my words...

      I'll be ok, I'm sure. I don't think I have it in me to end my own life... suffice it to say... I sure wish the Lord would go ahead and end my suffering... I'd be much better off if I weren't here on this earth right now...

      BUT... I know that I will, in the end, be ok...

      Much love to you...

      ~Melissa
  • as others have said, it takes me to a place I've visited a time or two. It makes me reflect on those times and feel glad that I got past the pain and desolation. As always, your writing elicits strong emotions and takes the reader on a heartfelt trip. The rhyming and rhythm are flawless. Very well constructed. Great to see you writing on here again, hope to see more soon!!

    Rory


  • Frozentearz gold member
    April 21

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    How does it make me feel, Hmmm I think it makes me feel and reminds me of a place we all hit at times,
    when life gets out of con troll and we just can't seem to get our head together I think we all visit this place and wonder how the world would be with out us.
    a dark place to be and we can only hope that it past
    quickly.
    Blessings,
    Frozentearz

  • ShelleyA gold member
    April 20

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    A heartfelt write. Deep expression of emotion. I relate to your feelings and words dear one. I've been there. Even if you don't see it, there is light and you have worth. God loves you and He has a purpose for you. You're in my thoughts sis. You express your thoughts very well in this piece. Your last stanza is something I've asked myself as well. Well penned. Love and

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