Bewildered

by Netta   Dec 2, 2008


Where's my guidance,

My peace,

I receive none even though that's what I seek.

It's so frustrating, I'm so confused,

What can I say, What can I do?

I'm lost, struggling, and used

I feel so empty inside

Where's my charger or my energizer station?

Life's quest has me contemplating.

Pondering on the mission I must complete,

Even when tears block my vision then fall on my cheeks.

I said that I wouldn't cry,

But these challenges get harder as the hours go by.

Tired of all the yellin', screaming

Why can't I be sound asleep, and still dreaming?

Why must this be my life, why so complicated?

Doubt rising, sadness elevated

Why couldn't this be a tag team?

So when I've had enough some one could come and revive me.

At least let someone know why I laugh alot, Allow them to understand,

And give them the reason why I don't let everyone see, but sob silently into my hands.

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