Just another day to meander through life
Just another day with no end in sight
Doing all the things that no one else
Loving and caring for people so very special to you
Just another day without being told
Just another day looking for something to hold
Same old mountain, same old chores
Same old tears I have cried many times before
Just another day
A restless feeling deep in the core of my being makes me wonder about the person I have come to be. I remember songs my mother sang when I was small and held, songs of ‘shall I be rich, shall I be poor.’ At times I feel as though I can’t sit still, but have no energy to do anything of worth.
Ever been there?
In my shoes?
Ever felt what makes me breathe?
Ever seen the hurt and tears?
Been in step with my day and time?
Ever wondered who I am?
Why I think and where I land?
How dare you sit and look!
Don’t judge me with condescending eyes!
I am just lucky to be alive!
Constant sharp enveloping pain
It hinders my mind from doing as it ought
Relief is nowhere in sight, so I just keep going
Piercing stabbing radiating pain
Distracting me from the needful tasks
Sleep comes slow and I fall awake often
How can I go on?
Inevitable are the winds that blow change among us all. There is no mountain, or valley, that accomplishes a barrier to keep us from moving forward in our journey. So with eyes wide open, observe every bump in the road. For it is the bumps which makes you who you are.
Rain behind sun, that no one ever sees, creating rainbows of beauty and grace
Tears behind smiles, and a brush of my hair, hiding my face from reality
Steps unsettled, and a gaze that is fixed, I steady my course with a song
I must press on and hold my head high, and protect the flame that lies in the sky!
Belief in goodness and Almighty God
Belief that there is good in one and all
This country is counting on hopes and dreams
Don’t leat me down don’t rip at the seams
Where is the belief that makes your soul sing?
Where is hope that togetherness brings?
I am surrendering my all for its all I have
I am trusting in faith that you have my back
I am not forgotten and neither are you
So let’s all raise our flags of red white and blue!
Decisions and doubts and really dark days
Planning and praying for answers and strength
People walking without wisdom in constant rants and words
Where can we go when everyone hurts?
Shaking and aching and wanting something more
How do I move when my mind will not stop
Where do I go for relief for this urge that cannot be quenched
How do I stop my body from doing what it must
Another day, another hour, another minute
Hold on for there is more to come
I can do this. . . Right?
Hot rain that floods my soul
Memories that I can’t see
A smell, a noise, a certain place
Erupting from inside of me
Bitter moans that must escape
To hide their source within
Oozing just enough to last a day
Never gushing for full relief