Being Realized Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Desperate, running away from life, not wanting to
live it's firey pathways of suffering any longer.

Conquering necessities of daily life is not enough
anymore, wanting to be able to do more in life.

Being stopped because of not having any money in
which to help others with things needed to live.

Ascertaining abilities of people, trying to press
forward into the future where all will be realized.

In times of realty nearing it's end in my soul.