Moving Forward

When in my darker moments I reflect
  upon what through my lifetime I have known
anger swells within my sad regret
  as I wander through my misery alone.
I mourn the loss of time and precious youth
  spent in pain doled out like daily bread
in courses, served harsh pieces of their truth
  believing what so cruelly they have said.
I've tried to stand my ground but rarely win
  and suffer all the more for fighting back.
It seems to me to be a grievous sin
  when it's those supposed to love you who attack.

     But in the distance burns a steady light.
     Moving forward I gain strength to stand and fight.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Babcock Avatar
May 14, 2016 at 11:52 AM
Congrats on your poem being featured. love phyl
Haniff Avatar
December 14, 2008 at 3:17 PM
great poem. I really like your poetry. thanx for appreciating my poetry so much. I am really grateful.....always Maryam
Strand Avatar
December 14, 2008 at 12:30 AM
A positive last refrain Robin.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments.u4kcv
Bickerstaffe Avatar
December 13, 2008 at 7:50 PM
You go girl! What a wonderful sonnet, full of glorious self-affirmation. '...harsh pieces of their truth' is a marvelous phrase. Overcoming those who attack, those whose love you expect to receive, is the biggest struggle of all. BRAVO Robin! Love, Keith
Winter Avatar
December 13, 2008 at 5:37 PM
Keep moving towards that light. It shines with the true strength of your spirit. You will be stronger than most from what you have been through, are going through. It is in your words. Beautiful. Love, Shar
Moreno Avatar
December 13, 2008 at 12:54 PM
Nice poem Robin, I love the 3rd stanza. It does seem like the ones we love we fight the most with...Raul
Wiggins Avatar
December 13, 2008 at 8:57 AM
I can relate to this so well. When I feel that i can't fight anymore something tells me to keep going... Something also tries to pull me back to my past.... Great write...Thanks for the comments.. *Breana*
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