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Catching my Breath

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Why does my hurt come of late
from others who never stop
to think that their acts come from their own self-hate.

Cover-ups and broken promises,
continue to make my life a living hell.

The heat so hot,
with no shade in sight.

Worse off is the mirage
I see the in the distance
of people posing to care.
Saying words that only desperate fools
like me want to hear.

Please, God, let me
catch my breath.
Catch my breath

I want this pain ride to end ,
now  and forever more.
But today I must
just get off the bedroom floor.

I somehow do,
pushed by unseen hands.
Standing up,
shaken  but not without a plan.

Please, God, let me
catch my breath.
Catch my breath

Things are about to change,
as I grow and heal
from the bangs.

No more feeling sorry for myself.
Or thinking that others will
make their wrongs right.
That day is not coming,
nor for a while any peaceful nights.

But the fight is not over,
for I will not give in.
Even if the blows continue to come and land on my chin.

I say bring it
Give me your best shot.
Nothing you can do
can take away my good heart.

For the man upstairs
Never leaves my side.
Giving me courage,
when I no longer
have the will to try.

Brighter days are coming near
I know it
I feel it
and with it joyful tears.

Please, God, let me
catch my breath.
Catch my breath.

 

Comments

<Deleted User> (11692)

Sun 1st Dec 2013 21:32

New poem I just wrote...12.30.13

AM I

Am I a number?
Perhaps just another spoke
in your wheel?
Or are your words real?

Two worlds, coming together,
one black, one white.
United by common pain but
seeking in desperation for
their own hearts to be finally right.

Bravery prevails as each person
jumps in and takes a risk,
feeling the passion but also terrible
fear that their hearts will take a hit.

So am I a number or those three
words uttered by you
really true?

My fear warns me that I will soon be
like the ones that came before me.

A distant memory,
like an old photo stuffed into
an unused drawer.
Away for your beautiful eyes,
and no longer having a forever more.

I must wait for these
answers for they are yet to be revealed.
Our fate unknown,
like a newborn child’s destiny.

Am I?

<Deleted User> (11482)

Thu 26th Sep 2013 19:34

As you already know, I love this. It's very heartfelt. Almost as if you were in my head.

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