I’m looking to be happy again
One day at a time
It’s been hard recently
Even finding words to rhyme
Just existing is hard to do
Sometimes wanting something new
But all is hard and effort is taxing
I’m afraid my limit is already at maximum
For all that have fallen and passed through my hands
Unfortunately I have never been a strong enough man
Even one step in front of me seems blocked everyday
I have to break myself to pass and find a way
But every time I break I have to put myself back together
This healing is so long, I fear it could last forever
What do I use to build myself back up?
Every time I glue I always come unstuck
I don’t trust anymore to accept someone’s help
Am I really destined to be by myself ?
Thank you, Phil, for capturing this very human depth of despair. Your lamentations strike a dark and familiar chord. Write on! I’m looking forward to your days to come. (See Job 42:16-17.)
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Thank you so much for your kind words
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