In the Darkness
IN THE DARKNESS
That woman was me years and years ago,
when everything around me was darkness
embracing self-pity, trapped with nowhere to go.
I prayed and prayed to get out of the bleakness.
Days turned into months and I did not feel
any better, the more depressed I became.
Falling into the pit of self-pity made me immobile
and stripped me of hope and anger, rage came.
I asked You, why you did not hear my prayers
to get out of this mess, this depression, to get better
so I could get on with life and take care of my affairs.
Why, why have you given me so much to shoulder?
I never understood why I had to go through so many
hardships, struggles, losses when I never used
or took advantage of anybody and I knew many
people who did and they had it easy and no excuse.
I lost all my savings, all my hard earned money
for my tenants could not pay the rents and I had
to continue the mortgages and lost everything at sixty?
I have to start all over again, why Lord, why this bad?
12/22/20 A Rhyme Story-Poem With Eyes On Poetry
Mystic Rose Rose
Copyright © Marilene Evans | Year Posted 2020
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