Struggling Poem by WENDY KAY TADDAY

Struggling



There are those times that I am quite aware
Of how bad things are
And I know I should not be getting behind
The wheel of a car
I always say I will be ok to drive
But as you know an accident can happen in a
Blink of an eye
And I really hate the thoughts of killing say
A family maybe even mine and sending them
To the sky
I used to have everything till this sickness
Got a hold of me, I have lost so much
But I still try to be the best person I can be.
I cant do it anymore alone, all this pain
Throughout my body is the worst I've ever known
My heart is weighing heavy, but when I ask
My self why
I always seem to break down and cry. Times are hard but I must hold my head high, this terrible bumpy road they call life
Feels like sometimes it cuts you like a knife
Does this road ever end?
Or is there ways i can smooth it out so I can
Start living my life normal again.

Friday, March 8, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: fighting
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