Holding My Own Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Holding My Own
Holding my own, yet here I am again in the hospital emergency
room, it's just never-ending in this life, feeling lost and
alone, no one can help me and I know it.
Relying totally on God for my presence here on earth, wondering
what is going to come next, is this going to be the beginning
of the end?
These are questions that haunt me on a continual basis, yet
there are never any answers coming from any direction.
Holding my own until I can no longer hold on to anything - not
even hope.
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4/25/2024 9:53:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is such a poignant statement where I cannot hold my tears and cannot protect me from crying. Still I would say to hold on strongly and to have a belief to come out of this stage. Patience will beget you nice lovely days.