The Struggle
As I go through what I go through each and everyday
I look back and cry because I have nothing to say
Why is it that everytime I try to do what is right
It comes back around and gives me a bite
No matter what I do, it comes back hurting me
Why isn't the daylight so clear to see
The river of pain flows very heavily so
I fall so far down that I end up on the flo'
I try to help with all my might
But I am the only one with any sight
Everyone needs my help to get where they're going
Each of their lives I end up sewing
But who is there to help me get through
Who is there to do what I do
I look to the left for a little advice
I end up finding people who are not really nice
I look to the right with hope in mind
But I end up finding people who put me in more of a bind
The only place to look is to look above
That is the only place that I will ever find love
Please Oh Lord, help me get through this
Your presence is something that I truly miss
I am sorry for going so far away
I wish that there was more I could say
I try, I try, I try so hard to help
But I am always hung out to dry like kelp
What am I doing wrong, is this really the end
Or do I really have a chance to defend
Copyright © Steve Malebranche | Year Posted 2007
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