Sue Gallagher Poet Dramatic Verse

I Don'T Know

I don’t know what to do and I don’t know where to go

I try so very hard each day not to let my feelings show

But how long can one pretend that you’re really on the mend?

Why has my life turned out like this, why is it all so sad?

Is it a remainder of the things I never had?

I tried to be so kind and good but all I have is pain

Will I ever be truly happy – I cannot say again

I am so very lucky compared to other folk, 

My problems are really not so great, so why the heavy yolk?

I’ll just keep trudging on then and hope I see the light

No one can ever say of me “she gave up without a fight”

But I’m oh so tired of trying, I’m weary and forlorn

A mother’s love I never had – is that why I’m so torn?

As a child when I was hurting there was no one to see or tell

I just had to put up and shut up - couldn’t they see I was hurting like hell

The bad things that were done to me, the cruel, sadistic things

I never said a word and if I had – who would have heard?

I’m not sorry for myself, just sad and angry too

But you know me – I’ll always say “fine”

And let a smile show though

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Beata Agustin July 28, 2025 at 12:29 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Line Gauthier February 15, 2018 at 4:47 PM What a heavy poem, Sue. I have a hard time imagining survivors of sadistic acts who actually survive unscathed. Line xx Sue Gallagher February 16, 2018 at 6:00 AM Many thanks for reading my poem and your comment. I wish I could say some of us survivors do survive unscathed but I've yet to meet one. However, one can't remain a victim all your life, so you build that wall and strive to be "normal". Most of us achieve that much and we carry scars that no-one will see. x