Rod E. Kok
October 3, 2016
Oh that I would be relieved
of the burdens
which weigh me down.
My struggle is real,
my body is tired.
My mind weakens,
unable to face
each day.
I hear the answers
to unasked questions,
I get advice
from all directions.
Pray! Sing!
Feel his love!
But what I haven’t said
is what I am fighting.
Very few know
of the demons I face.
Fear and shame
prevents me from telling.
Oh that I could be relieved
of these evils that
torment me.
My cry for help
will be answered,
my pain and tears
will be taken away.
I must wait with patience,
I will wait,
I will fight.
I will not give up.
All I need
is time.
It is sad that most struggle and we usually feel we struggle alone. So many of us poets/writers feel so much and let it weigh us down. I hope we both are able to get to the other side of emotional chaos and feel good again.
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Peace,
Morgan Dragonwillow
OctPoWriMo