Disability

The feelings aren’t healing, Discontent continues wheeling, The outer skin of my patience desires to find its true meaning, My heart is causing friction, The inabilities need fixing before time runs out, The pressures of being the one, The man, The one man that can oversee the potential growth and harvest it seeds, The one who initiates and provides stability has an underwhelming handicap. Can I save myself? Is the rot going to end up simply killing me?

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Abdiel Rios

Date: 12/29/2014 11:23:00 AM

I like the poem you know its ok to be different we all have something that we thought we are disabled

Abdiel Rios
Date: 12/29/2014 11:34:00 AM

Well keep it up be strong

Remi Stan
Date: 12/29/2014 11:30:00 AM

Thanks for the support. We all have something or often do something that weighs us down. I am dealing with many things at the moment that is disabling my physical and mental energy.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 12/20/2014 4:08:00 PM

Remi, , A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you enjoy being part of the community. You'll find many friendly poets, who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I want to be the first to invite you on over, to the contest page. I OFFER MY CONTEST, "WINTER POEMS" in hopes it inspires you to write another poem. I look forward in following you and your poetry:) Enjoy the Christmas Holidays! From: your new poet friend@-> LINDA <-@