Sorry to you
I know I let you down
I wish I could just do things
But most mornings I fight myself
Being from my bed a victory
I lock myself away
From the world I want to be part of
This solitude is no option for now
It is the hardest I can try
I am sorry I am not stronger
There is strength beyond ourselves that can be ours through faith. Never loose hope! Seeing our own weakness places us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Part 2 … in the right position to seek the strength we need; to even ask for it. We all need strength beyond ourselves but only those who admit it will ever receive.