All that effort
With no real gain
Nothing to show for it
But tears and pain.
All that struggle
Against fearsome odds
Earned from the world
The briefest of nods.
All that caring-
Reaching out
No one cares
What I’m about.
Bloodying fists
Against brick walls-
I’m ready to answer
But no one calls.
ljm
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 9:08 AM UTC
All that effort
With no real gain
Nothing to show for it
But tears and pain.
All that struggle
Against fearsome odds
Earned from the world
The briefest of nods.
All that caring-
Reaching out
No one cares
What I’m about.
Bloodying fists
Against brick walls-
I’m ready to answer
But no one calls.
ljm
One step forward and two steps back. Depression creeps in and out like the tide.