so true
i ran across a bunch of poems i posted a while ago...and this one seemed to reach out to me at the moment. (those of you who aren't filtered out know why it "hit home" because of my last post.)
Those times when I can feel no hope
I need to know that my hoplessness
is accepted.
The times when I am unable to do
those things I would like,
know how much I want to
And just be there.
I feel more discouraged with me
than you possibly could.
I want a Way
but I cannot yet see one
You say I should search.
I have -- and I am.
The searchings may not be visible to you
but the inside strength is spent
over and over again
And when the outside may appear untroubled,
often the pain is being covered over.
I reach a point beyond the spending
and only exist.
Don't ask me to reach.
I do it all the time.
Those times when I can feel no hope
I need to know that my hoplessness
is accepted.
The times when I am unable to do
those things I would like,
know how much I want to
And just be there.
I feel more discouraged with me
than you possibly could.
I want a Way
but I cannot yet see one
You say I should search.
I have -- and I am.
The searchings may not be visible to you
but the inside strength is spent
over and over again
And when the outside may appear untroubled,
often the pain is being covered over.
I reach a point beyond the spending
and only exist.
Don't ask me to reach.
I do it all the time.