What am I doing?

caty Poems

I have so much to learn Yet so little to share with the world Therefore, As I type and retype these words, I question the direction- as well as motive When the sun peers through the mustered drapes My heart collapses, and my body once more refuses to rise If past is any indication of the future Then I'm in for hell Pain is exponential And so are the years that flutter continually by The life I once had dreamed of I now must ordeal My home is under the covers of a weathered blanket -the sound of classical bellowing from a table, not far yonder And as I work and wonder at the world I count down the days to an inconceivable dream Let me share with you something; ever so true No emotional pain surpasses that of someone who dwells utterly alone We are social creatures And without a friend or family member worthy of mention in the world, It is a struggle within itself to be alive May it be then, that my prayers for a relative happiness be answered and that with you, the deep peace of fallen dreams be ignited by the flames of love