Joe Pohner Poems

I try so hard to smile, oh why does it seem, possible?
All the while, tears could endlessly rain out.
Life is not meant to live this way.
As the incorrigible, human drain.
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Seriously, what is wrong with me?
I cannot seem to walk, without tripping over my feet.
I just don't know what to do, or what to think.
Just like this poem has my action, I am merely reacting.
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Everyday is such an obstacle.
The mountain is so high, the fall seems so long.
I wish I could deliver back the old me.
Reset me free.
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