by Karen C Vanderlaan
sometimes, life is just tough.....
I want to run away,
Just be gone – check out
I long to hide away
And bury my head in my hands
To just cry until I am all cried out
Done - no tears left
Cry till all the sad is gone
I wish for long, long hours to sleep
To rise only to return and slip back
between sheets that never cooled
I desire the sleep of no interruption
Till all the exhaustion has lifted
From my heavily laden eyes
But… none of this will I do
I will get up each day the crack of dawn
I will continue the endless motions
That make this life of mine work
Putting one foot in front of the other
Over and over again
{{{Gish}}}.
ReplyDelete...enyewe...i wish...not the cried out part..but ile ya kudoro...
ReplyDelete(((HUUUUUUUUUUUUGS)))
ReplyDeleteOn point!!!
Touching!
ReplyDeleteGish, whats evoking all these mafeelings?
ReplyDeletepokea hugs excess
so so true... thank you for letting it all out and thank you for visiting!
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