Can't you give me shelter before I fade away
I can't see my way forward again and I can't stay
He was beside himself and had finally broke down
The people he needed to rely had not been around
So he sat at the kitchen table and held his head in his hands
The despair was on his face when he thought of life's demands
How could something that started off so well in the beginning
Have ended with the lost and the grief that he was now feeling.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life's demands...This is what life is..vivid and very clear...I just love this write..thumbs up.