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Jun 2017
****** fingers type away
Searching through opportunities
To better my household.
To better myself.
Ad after ad
Application after application
Broken promises
A weakened heart.

****** fingers type away
Submission after submission
Racing onward
Yet standing still.
Broken shoes
Dehydration
Hunger
Struggling to take the next step
But forcing myself.

****** fingers type away
I don't want to drown
I don't want you to drown,either
These fears, the fear of losing everything
This stress,the stress of having nothing
These duties,the duty to my sick kin
the fear of losing her
Since my father is already gone.
My heart is crying
I'm screaming
My fingers are tired
I'm tired.

But something is telling me to keep fighting.
My God is telling me to encourage myself.
To realize this is temporary
To realize my potential
To never give in
To use my head
It's a small,dim light.
But I see it.

My head may be spinning
My feet may be bruised
My heart may ache
And my fingers may be ******.

But nothing is placed on my shoulders that I cannot bear.
I have made correct decisions.
I am worthy.
I can do it.
And will lose nothing.
BeeRod
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BeeRod  25/F
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