Suffering In Silence
Suffering in silence I feel lost and insecure
thinking about all torment I’ve had to endure.
I remember how easy life was in my youth,
I thought days were hard; man wish I knew the truth,
that life gets more harsh when you grow older,
as I carry a heavy bolder on the top of my shoulder.
I’ve seen the radiant rainbows after the storm,
I’ve felt loving arms that have kept me warm.
But lately each minute gets harder to accept,
and I can’t tell you how many times I’ve overslept.
For I am but a woman perpetually lost as of late,
praying to God, more jubilant joy He could create.
Trying to fake the smiles for my sweet daughter,
knowing that trying to be positive I have taught her.
Relating to the sister I lost to severe depression,
being frustrated and angry, stuck in aggression.
So this morn as I write please say a prayer for me---
so that I may find peace and faith...finally be free.
October 22, 2018
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