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Jan 2022
Awhile

So life it seems never pans out
Expectations fall short and there is doubt
What to do, decisions appear, what now
Be thankful they say, but thankful for what, how

How does one move on from the past
Find something true and that will last
Never worthy of love that is me
I haven’t ever been truly able to see

See the things that matter most
Afflicted with a state, unable to sustain, not yet diagnosed
With a yearning to find a quality life
I stay mired, stay solo, wallowing in strife

I could change it, I could learn
Yet I have a pain that still burns
Unknowingly I travel the roads, looking for something I do not know
Someday, yeah someday, I am hopeful, my destiny will show
Written by
Michael Southerland
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