Tired Walk

My mind is fried, my soul is weak, Searching for strength, I can keep. Holding on with all I have, so I don't fall through the cracks. dead on my feet. I walk on.

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Jslambert Mister Roboto

Date: 6/17/2011 9:12:00 PM

very nice, this reminds me of some emotionally screwy times i have gone through. a while back i wrote a couple poems on this very theme. life is often a struggle. i relate to your original take on this issue.

Jslambert Mister Roboto

Date: 6/17/2011 9:12:00 PM

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 6/16/2011 9:06:00 PM

good wise words and advice cory for all tired and weary luv.. awesome setup too..

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 6/16/2011 7:14:00 PM

nice,,, and deep... don't give up.... also let me know when you get my assignment,..p.d.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 6/16/2011 7:10:00 PM

poetry assignment# Form: 25 line Ballad ~~ Category: Love, confusion, and natural disaster ~~ Title: *hearts ripped apart* .. ,,p.s. time is part of the grading as well. Also don't forget to use all 3 categories in your poem... thank you,..P.d.

Carol Eastman

Date: 6/16/2011 12:03:00 PM

Very powerful poem, it brings us with you.

Dinda Minardi

Date: 6/16/2011 7:30:00 AM

this is deep.. life must go on, right Cory?

Sara Kendrick

Date: 6/14/2011 1:11:00 PM

Been there with this fatigue..Understand fully..Great topic and presentation...Thanks for the comment on my work "The Nightmare"...Sara

Sara Kendrick

Date: 6/14/2011 1:10:00 PM

Enjoyed..Been there with that fatigue myself..Very well expressed...Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work "The Nightmare"...Sara

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 6/14/2011 11:47:00 AM

Indeed, this is just how life feels sometimes, Cory. Keep holding on and allow your hope to emerge. That way you won't "fall through the cracks." Love, Carolyn