What is wrong with me.
why do I know better but can’t act on it.
why do I.
i know that we are the ones in control of where our lives go.
do I not deserve better?
why do I keep myself stupid.
every quiet day is an argument in my head.
you deserve better.
they don’t know where or what they want in life.
but I do. I’ve always known what I’ve wanted.
why do I fight myself. Why do I know but can’t find the right approach or just ...get up and blurt it out and pack my things...is it being scared of not being able to raise my kids alone?...no?
is it having hope they will see there’s more to life?...idk having a heart feels like it kills me slowly...I drive myself crazy thinking everyday of these things...
i know that I will snap.
i know I will be fed up.
but why wait. Why THE FUCK. Do I wait....
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- Comment from author about the poem: I need insight. I need true guidance...real opinions too young to let myself go to waste over others is what it feels like...kids that depend on me.
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(I'm so sorry for my lengthy
and overtly opinionated words below, dear poet
try to imagine, I meant well
and was in my own foolish way
trying to offer, some words
of support and encouragement
please, forgive me if you find them toxic
instead..
thanks for sharing
stay strong! I have a feeling
you and your loved ones
are going to be, ok
take it all
one breath and step at a time
and remember
to reward yourself once in a while
for no reason, than you deserve it!)
don't ever confuse, 'Waiting'
for being 'Torpid' or lethargic
see
as children, before
we cross the road
we're told, to look
right and left
and as we grow up
we realise
there's a lot more
danger's
than mere on-coming traffic
in our life's, paths
so we learn, to slow down
to 'Wait'
till things, Feel - right
think over our options
contemplate
our choices and mistakes
try to grow and insure
we make Better, choices
in our future..
but
we do all this, in our subconscious
and until
we've worked through it
and distilled
our threads, into realisable
tools
in our everyday, reality
we seldom, realise
we're in the process of making
that next leap, that next evolution
to the Person, we Know
we can
Become...
so waiting, like patience
can, be a Virtue
and in my honest opinion
anything, in Life
that is meant for us, no one
can take from Us
we need only, be ready
to maximise our opportunities
and not rush to assumptions
and mistakenly, confuse
those accursed mirages
for tangible, aspirations...!
Thank you so much for your comment, i cant sleep I’ve been reading what I’ve posted over and over, at the same time trying to shake my frustrations, your comment has given me some relief and reminder to just focus on the important and to keep going.. yes as they say patience is a virtue. Oh and how I loved the part “anything in life that’s meant for us, no one can take from us “
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