It is impossible to please everyone all of the time
Especially when you're yelled at or raked across the coals
Sometimes - it eventually gets to be a bit much
When we realize - we will NEVER reach our goals
It is virtually impossible for many to truly understand
What some go through and deal with every day
Things that medications, diets, and exercise won't cure
Especially when ones organs slowly begin to fail along the way
It has become impossible for some to continue on
For their outlets have failed them as well
Realizing they can never make everyone happy
Even though there is so much more to tell
And so some take their leave of their once blessed outlets
The things that were at least keeping them sane
So they dig themselves further in and away from it all
Away from those who simply do not have a clue of their pain
By, Theodora Onken
March 12, 2016
there's something to be said about not wanting to project your sorrows onto someone else. But to suffer through an illness alone, because others can't seem to understand your situation. That is truly tragic. Best wishes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem about illness but we continue to hope better for tomorrow. God is the nearest of us. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Abderrahmane. Yes, we must never give up hope.