Painfully Confused
I can't do it anymore, I finally Give,
Most attention I gave, nearly cost me to live,
It's rigged if something doesn't change for the better,
It ends quickly if sincerely's...at the top of the letter,
For the treasure, I was ready to risk for it all,
My heart is broken into pieces, as I fell from a fall,
Dropped as a log, the love for miles it once had,
No insurance, because I'm hurt...from this terrible crash,
A mix of mad, and sad, an unimaginable drink,
My heart's a boat full of holes...prepared to sink,
Think of ways to endure, ways to prevent,
Ways to excel, prevail, and protect,
To accept that life comes...with problems throughout,
If you stayed your now solving for the hidden amount,
The thought of giving, or staying it comes with an ending,
To cloud your mind with a story, or act of pretending,
To understand that you're hurt, and start from the beginning,
Or refresh, and forgive...workout...transcending,
Go beyond the problems, to live happily you pursued,
And realize you're not crazy..you're just..Painfully Confused...
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Author:
Raymond Jones (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Releasing anger is outrageous, may even feel good at the moment. A lot of reasoning behind it may cause you to do something dangerous, and unchangeable if destroyed. But what if you forgive... you're free from the hurt, you move on from the situation. To understand that this is life, and it's someone who is going through something even terrible if not the same..it gives you the opportunity to show love, and support, and finally move forward... Raymond Jones
- Category: Forgiveness
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Comments1
We are all victims.
You are absolutely right I hope you enjoyed the poem
Of coarse.
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