Why do I have to cry
in front of a stranger
when there is no sign
of imminent danger.
what must they
all think of me
or are they
too embarrassed
and pretend not to see.
My life is consumed
by thoughts of sadness
replacing the days that
were once filled
with gladness.
A never-ending cycle
of doubt and worry
has left me on my knees
and my vision blurry.
I cannot find any
possible solution
or any reason for
a stay of execution.
Looking towards
the heavens
I pray once more
that if there is a way out
can they show me the door.
I adore this post and can, sadly, relate to every word. I’m envious of your talent 🖤
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Thanks for your kind words, but I think talent is a bit strong.
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Not at all! I think we all struggle to recognise our own strengths at times but, in my opinion at least, you are a skilled writer 👍🖤
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It means a lot, thanks again.
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No problem 👍 🖤
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The kindness of strangers may just be what you are manifesting.
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