I have this pain
I feel such shame
It’s hard to tell where it begins
And can’t fathom where it ends.
My mind is a mess,
It causes such stress.
Everyday is troublesome,
I don’t know what’s to come.
My life is in shambles,
So much for being hopeful.
If I could just turn it around,
The meaning would be profound.
My life would be easier,
No longer a people-pleaser.
I trust my gut,
To get out of this rut.
To learn how to live,
So that I may thrive.
If not that,
Then what’s the purpose of life?

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