Just knowing I have no clue, still wondering on what I should do. is it things are getting the best of me ?am i letting things drag me down that I don't realize they are become a sink hole I may never climb out of? I'm not sure what to do or what to think, I just feel like I'm about to sink, I just know there's something just not right ,I think about it each and every night, so every day that I sit, I just wait hoping for that right date, just to see a good gate open for me ,but here I still sit months and months later just to sit and discover I'm being pushed over. I let things fly ,I see myself cry but why must I live a big lie. I wipe my tears, trying to forget my fears and strive on trying my hardest to keep hanging on. So much I want to change but not sure if it will be a gain. Don't want to make the wrong moves just to in the end lose leaving me once again to choose. I feel hopeless, scared, and everyday prepared for the worst to come, hoping some ending, become my new beginning.
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Author:
Jennifer marie (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 11th, 2025 11:05
- Category: Reflection
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A poem of decision. New beginnings happen every day. Throw fear to the wind if it is not right there will be another new beginning. A poem that I can feel the anxiety in and the fear of failure but there is always hope. Very nice
Thanks I really hope so
You never know what tomorrow may bring. No one does. That can make us all a little anxious sometimes. ... but if things can get bad, that means that they can also get good, too. Right?
Persistence is key
Merry Christmas
Jesus loves you.
Also... Happy 36th B-day. I am 37.
Thanks and merry christmas
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