Poem

Rest Some

By MwsR

Can’t seem to fix it

Nothing can

It’s the spot within yourself you can’t stand.

Tried so many different ways

To stand above it

Yet silently you were sinking.

In desperate times

Truth rears it’s head

What makes a man, is constant dread.

No magical beans to help you escape

The turmoil you find when you hesitate.

There should be a trigger, a warning sign

But sadly none that controls your whole mind.

When fallen,you attempt to rise

There is no limit to your disguise

You try the truth but allow the lies.

Just one step you took so long ago into the wrong way

You can’t escape the effects , no how,no way.

Until you stop yourself from shirking your responsibilities.

Your endless torment of “what use to be’s.”

So gather up your strength, your battle scars

Things are seldom how you feel they are.

Put one foot then follow with another one

Till your back where you wanted and can rest some.