Pills of Despair

I have been up hills

down hills 

tested 

molested

and abused

I have been hurt

through unforgiving spinning mills

thrills on what to do

I was blinded without knowing which way to go

misery love company but this time who knows

where am I to begin follow this road

up hills down hills flowers still grow

imaginary fictional stories have been told

laying within in puddles of water that flows
bench pressing weight worrying woes

turned into gravity pulling gravitational poles

pulling pulling pass a determined direction

times were thought where was the protection

why so low

why so drawn away

as time heals wounds others may say

that it takes a strong individual to mature from this

never a hug not even a kiss

it will take a divine intervention to sooth the soul

maybe when young maybe when old

putting away pressing away standing on still waters

 been up the hill so long down hill seems farther

but now destiny has brought to me 

definite door knocking opportunities

so many I thought I would never see

they were designed just for me

for me to be become all that I was destined to be

up hills down hills still they have found me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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