A little ditty about how tiring life can be. Hope you enjoy and thanks for the cyberspace – FTS
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Like stone gets eroded
by wind and rain,
my soul wears thin
from suffering and pain.
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The raging river
of self-doubt and guilt,
leaves me at the bottom,
with the rocks and the silt.
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Through all of lifes trials,
I have been tumbled and tossed,
I look within
to see what I’ve lost.
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My Soul, my Spirit,
my Identity,
I’ve lost everything
that meant anything to me.
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5 comments
Wow, good peom, life does get you down, sometimes it is best to give up…but at other times it is better to carry on.
Do a poem about me 😀
Glad to see you back @BoD I’ll see if I can come up w/ something
FTS, once again, you nailed it. What a perfect analogy… eroded, worn out, nothing but silt… that’s exactly what I’m feeling, too.
Life is brutal, innit? Like the elements, the wind, waves, damn it’s brutal. It’s hard to believe anyone can survive it but some people do.
So was it a rough day for you too?
@Scooby – rough day? no… it was a rough nite… I woke up in the middle of it and wrote that…. what does it say when you are so worn out and tired that you can’t even sleep?
It’s 2am for me rite now… just woke up, more worn out than ever. I dunno what it means…
I swear it means it must be time to die. Or maybe it means it’s time to change everything about life. Well, dying would accomplish that, wouldn’t it? I just want everything to change. New home, new mind, new body… or none at all. I’ve had enough of being some crumbling rock that’s outlived its usefulness.