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Nov 2021
Spent

The days change but life moves on, and at times it seems,  I am more lost than found

Existing, is easy, living, is hard. Continuing to smile yet troubles abound

Simply we all have a desire to succeed

A presence, a place, we all have needs

A need to show what my not be true

Searching for happiness someone/something new

There is an envy for those that have found, life’s meaning, and how they thrive

Just being themselves and happily alive  

Never content is a curse for sure

Minute by minute, day in day out, searching and searching is truly a chore

Time I have learned,  is not on our side

Many choices have been made and I’ve often cried

Where it began I will never know, being a loner… amongst a crowd

My final desire, my gift, is that my children are happy and proud

Spent, yeah spent, and a little bit tired

I write hoping someone will be inspired

Inspired to learn from my lessons

Go forward, move, give and make a lasting impression
Written by
Michael Southerland
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