On the edge of a precipice
I hold on to the most precious
struggling to bind the pieces
it is exhausting
it is emotionally tiring.
For how long can I hold on
will I ever regain hope?
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I cling onto the edge
watching the rocks of my emotional state
fall down the cliff
splashing in the water
failing miserably to lift me up
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As the rocks fall, my pockets fill with distress
it’s time to let go they say
I can’t
I still am hopeful
but don’t be, maybe it won’t get better
I’m not strong
I’m meant to fail.
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Awake I face reality
Asleep I chase my dreams
But you can make a switch
there is hope
no there is not
I can’t put together my broken pieces anymore.
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it’s a sonet of painful tones
an emotional mountain of despair
on my shoulders
and for what?
for hope, you say
my flask has almost none.
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It’s not over
the amount is not significant
it can flourish and you can regain yourself
try, for yourself.
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Confront your reality
battle the sorrows
chase your dreams
win back your life
amend your heart
believe again.
It is the last part that takes the most strength, to believe and accept everything again, that’s what I’ve found time after time.
So beautiful a poem 🙂
Thank you! It is hard sometimes, but it is not impossible.
True true 🙂
It’s hard to see in the dark – but you’re not alone just reach and I’m sure you’ll be surprised by who you find.
Oh you speak so much truth! I suppose darkness is a test to ensure yourself of your strength 🙂
A test to ensure your trust in yourself also.
I agree :D. Thanks!