Sick

Sick of this world
and all the opinions
the grey skies
that never go away
no rain is long enough
to wash this blood
men’s feet gone astray

all my love and sorrow
could never heal this pain
sick of this world
and my hopes
to make a difference
no one listening
a dreamer betrayed.

Poetry

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    • This is a β€œreally” sick of the world feeling… years of fighting for my self after violence and trauma and then protecting my kids only to have a son be a victim of assault and battery with a metal pipe and a daughter living with a sexual assault. Crazed world and im damn tired of the scene. So glad my kids do not have kids. Ugly world we live in. Just don’t want to imagine anymore. πŸ’” But i try. πŸ’™πŸ•Š

    • I hear that plea. Hold onto your dream.

      I have my children and 2/3 are happy. Another was stripped of self by a brutal, despicable human. Someone she cared for, trusted and he should have respected her. But crushed her and me. The whole family.

      So, what are we without dreams? Shattered. We learn to pick up the pieces but this vase is so cracked… i have been repaired countless times but this last damage may have been the blow to finally end me. We both want to find the exit door while we both spurn each other to wake up, take a step forward…. πŸ˜­πŸ’”

      • I used to say I’m not sick of life but am sick of the people living in it. I think the world is actually a beautiful place, it’s just a shame that humans can be so destructive.

      • For the few bad people there are a tremendous many who make life worthwhile. Would live on Monhegan Island Maine (or New Mexico) in a heartbeat. Monhegan is my Walden. To live there is tough…no jobs but lobstering and summer tourism. If i could figure out how…. πŸ’™πŸ•ŠπŸŽΆπŸŽΆ Keep searching for your place. If you aren’t there already. πŸ‘πŸ» Looking forward to Boston. I love the city too. Thanks for stopping by. 🌾🐾

      • Monhegan Island sounds like a great place. I’ve not heard before. I would like to visit Maine, it is a hiker’s dream to walk the Appalachian Trail. Thanks so much for your kind words and to the people who make life worthwhile <3

    • Hi Sebnem. Writing to forget sounds best. πŸ‘πŸ» I could cry the rest of my life… would love to run away. And to think i will work in a field where sorrow is found everyday. I pray for my heart and strength. And for your resolve to write cheerful, beautiful verse!!! πŸ»πŸ’™

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