B.L. Gardener

Rookie - 10 Points (Point Pleasant, NJ)

Losing Battle - Poem by B.L. Gardener

The wind is blowing fast.
The leaves trying to hang on to the trees.
It's a losing battle, but a battle worth fighting,
The air is cold and bitter, just like the winter has been.
The combination of both is foretelling.
People run for the shelter of the warmth,
I have found shelter but not the warmth.
I am chilled to the bone, to my very core,
I ache allover, and yet seek no relief, I wont
The pain is never ending; I’ve learned to cope.
A day without pain is a dream not a reality.
When I close my eyes I pray for relief.
Relief from this life and its never-ending struggles.
I want to run and hide, but it will always find me.

Topic(s) of this poem: depression, sadness


Comments about Losing Battle by B.L. Gardener

  • (6/7/2015 8:03:00 AM)


    One day it shall be no more. You express yourself well. God bless you (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (6/6/2015 2:57:00 PM)


    I feel your pain, B.L. Thanks for sharing.
    Peace
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 6, 2015



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