In the distance
Out of reach
Too high
I strive
I try
I push
Never enough
Too much
Too little
Not right
I cry
I bleed
I bruise
Never enough
Wait
Stop
Wait
I pause
I consider
I see
The objective is arbitrary and unattainable
I am enough because I am me
Your last two lines pack a real punch and made me smile RainyDiary. Altogether an effective poetic statement!
bluepalm - :grouphug:
rainy,
bluepalm's comments :cheer:
I like your writing, especially "I cry, I bleed, I bruise"
Thanks!
BeeKeeper :grouphug:
Thank you, rainydiary, for saying so eloquently what it's like inside our battered selves. And for reaffirming that, despite the tears that distort our clear vision, we're all ok. Ok? No -- beautiful and worthy.
:grouphug:
Woodsgnome :grouphug: