Why can't I be happy
when the world is at my door?
I have all that I'll ever need.
I couldn't ask for more.
Then tell me why I'm empty.
Why do I feel so low?
I wonder what is wrong with me
and if I'll ever know.
My brain say's 'stop debating..
you over-think too much! '
But, my heart just screams and begs for things
like time and things of such.
The little things I'm needing.
Just little, thoughtful things,
not the fancy houses
or the cars and diamond rings.
Maybe I'm just greedy.
I should be satisfied.
So I will do just like I should.
My feelings I will hide.
Perhaps I am too different.
I feel my heart can't show.
I fear I'll always be this way...
deep in sorrow when no one knows.
Is it me or human nature that I as in we will always be looking for the next challenge we always want more once we get it we want more of more, I don't think it is greed but something deeper than that.
Maybe you've got all you have dreamed of having, therefore maybe you should dream more and make the ones you want so much happen. One of my favorite quotes from one of Skillets' songs 'Comatose' is 'Cause my dreams don't comfort me' and it's true what comforts us is the dreams we achieve.
I think that you have stepped into something new and more rewarding Mary.Although it is unavoidable to reflect on past events for we have much to learn, please notice the beauty in yourself.It's right infront of you.Closer Mary, Look Closer.Love Duncan
I liked this one very much mary. Keep on..................willow
Could I invent a magic balm To heal your wounded soul I'd lovingly give it to you To make your spirit whole But might that not be ill-advised A sort of coqetry To heal your soul and dry the fount Of your best poetry?
Mary, This is very good. Well done. Having read some of my poetry, you probably realise that this is how I feel a lot of the time. Thankyou for putting it so well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Feelings that we all feel - you've expressed them ever so well. Well done. Warm regards, Seán