Posted 2/18/2005 11:52 AM (GMT -6)
Hi, I thought I would share a poem that i wrote on a REALLY BAD DAY. I feel somewhat better now but I just thought I would share for anyone who has or is feeling this way, so you can know you are not alone. Thanks for all your support.
How does one live in a world of darkness?
Do they hide?
Afraid, Alone, and Forgotten?
Freedom just a memory.
Bound by the invisible chains of despair
That smouther and collapse all they touch?
Do they anguish?
Submurged in a world of agression
The spirit can find no peace.
It founders and fails to stand once more
To exausted and to hopeless to search for light.
Bruised, Battered, Bloodied, and Burned
Unable to be a savior
unable to flee, unable to fight, and unable to break the chain
Scars of the body and scars of the soul
There is no Peace, no Love, no Hope