Stagnant Poem by April Monroe

Stagnant



Sometimes I run and go nowhere
I look but can't see anything there
And yet, each person around me
Acts as though THEY can see
Sometimes I pray and hear no word
I speak, but seldom I am heard
And yet, I try so hard each day
Searching for clarity along the way
Sometimes I hope God will see
I am still trying to find me
And yet, I fail and DO know why
Rejecting truth; covering a lie
Sometimes I feel, but not often
I have become the 'forgotten'
And yet, I will live this life
Embracing challenge and its strife

Saturday, July 28, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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