I carry inside
The family pains
The broken relationships
The broken friendships
The broken dreams
How I try do right
Even during the times
When I can do nothing
It is with me always
And I tell no one
I carry inside
The lump my throat, so sore
I scream on the inside
To choke down in fear
Of the love I’ve learned
To never take for granted
For it is far too fleeting
Even while wishing
It will come once more
Even if only to be lost again
It is with me always
And I tell no one
I carry inside
This beating heart
That overflows
With the strains
The understanding
That I’ve been dying
Since the day I was born
And the only thing
That can be done about it
Is to hurry its conclusion
It is with me always
And I tell no one
And I carry inside
A fervent desire
To hurry that conclusion
It is with me always
And I tell no one
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And before anyone panics the above is taken from an old journal entry. Yes, I’ve had some bad days in the past that I pray are not a part of my future, however, I promise all of you I am fine.
Well, thankyewverymuch for the footnote!
You’re welcome, and gee why am I not surprised you’re the first response? ♥
Busybody hobbitses… <3
beautiful words. I hear you, I feel you
Thank you, Anicho.
I knew dat.
Excellent write, Raivenne. I’ve been there, too. (And you KNOW I’m ah’ight!)
Here’s my poem: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2013/02/09/its-moma/
But I think you might enjoy this little story I wrote earlier this week, too: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2013/02/08/riding-the-tilt-a-hurl/
To echo a certain wise person/acre I know “a’ight den”
Thanks Charles.
some things are hard to carry inside without telling anyone. Glad to have read the footnote though and to know this wasn’t a current feeling!
No one more glad than I, Robyn.
Footnotes are very important in writes like these. My cell phone may have collapsed under the strain of people calling and texting if I had not. Thanks.
Its amazing what baggage we carry around with us and tell no one about any of it. My head doc told me to write and by writing, I make sense of it, when I make sense of it, I am able to share it, when I share it, its no longer baggage.
Thanks for sharing, I hope you offloaded a little baggage as well.
I think its safe to say I did. Thanks Tino.
I think there are times when we all feel like that, when the stress and the pain become more than we can bear. Then we have the choice to stand a little taller and get on with life or to give in and give up. Thank goodness we almost always get on with our lives and hopefully learn from what we have just gone through.
I really enjoyed the footnote at the end. It made me feel so much better and hopeful for you. I guess we all really do need to learn how to make lemonade with what life throws at us.
Thank you for sharing such a secret that I am sure was difficult to do but I also hope you know that you are not alone in feeling this way. It is a good secret to give away. Happy Theme Thursday and may your week be filled with many wonderful blessings of joy.
God bless.
Thank you, Mrsupole.