Times like these
Written By: Esther Ouellette
It is times like these I ponder alone during
the day listening to my mind, talking to me, which tell me about the things I
think on.
Crying tears, wondering how all this
happened. What caused the injury to my
heart and what has brought me to this place.
Times like these I sit and ask myself why? Why am I here in this lonely place that is so
far away in the deepest part of my mind?
I am living and dying all at the same time.
Times like these I ask for answers but silence
takes over my being. The silence
explodes into reality, making me understand what has caused the fear that
injures my soul.
To scared to reach out I suffer alone, alone in
my tears and my pain.
Times like these I cannot let go, give in, or
make anyone understand.
How did I get here, where do I go now?
Times like these shadows fill my existence as I
sit here pondering alone listening to my mind talking to me.

Great poem!
ReplyDeleteVery nice poem. Have a lovely week.
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Nikki and Positive Fountain,
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you both liked the poem. It is a very honest poem about living with Fibromyalgia that I illustrated.