At My Wits End!
I don't know what is going on, I try to understand-
I wish I could change the way things are.....
And maybe make a stand.
~
But I cannot continue on this way,
So I pray to God every night-
That He may be able to help me....
And soon I could win this fight!
~
The lack of sleep, the achy nights,
Nothing seeming to help-
I lay there crying silently....
Wishing that I could just melt!
~
Everyone likes to make fun,
Assume things that are not fact-
Make their wise assed comments....
And they don't even do it with tact!!
~
You don't know me,
None of you do-
So pretending that you know....
You don't have a clue!!
~
I struggle on a daily basis,
Trying to do things that I could normally do-
I can no longer do the things that I love....
I am no longer the person I was.........................................
~
I have lost myself,
I have given up on me-
I don't know what to do anymore......
I don't even want to be seen!!
~
I used to think I was strong,
But there is only so much a person can take-
Something needs done you know.....
Until then, I'll just lay here and fake!!!
~
Yes, I'm fed up.
~
What is this poem about?
Being recently disabled and unable to do things because the Doctors keep passin' the buck, layin' blame,and not caring, after all- it isn't them that is in pain, agony and feeling so worthless!! I can no longer run and jump and play with my kids, I can't do a lot of things. And because I am fat- that is all ANYONE see's, and ASSUMES that is my problem. I was active and fat before this injury!
I was hurt at work, and now live to regret it. Obviously I have done something majorly wrong on my road of life, because I think this is revenge for something! I am sorry if my words offended you, I am just loosing it, and fed up. Don't hate me because I'm fat, hate me for a real reason would ya?!?! (LOL Now tell me that last comment was not funny!!! LOL)
I wish I could change the way things are.....
And maybe make a stand.
~
But I cannot continue on this way,
So I pray to God every night-
That He may be able to help me....
And soon I could win this fight!
~
The lack of sleep, the achy nights,
Nothing seeming to help-
I lay there crying silently....
Wishing that I could just melt!
~
Everyone likes to make fun,
Assume things that are not fact-
Make their wise assed comments....
And they don't even do it with tact!!
~
You don't know me,
None of you do-
So pretending that you know....
You don't have a clue!!
~
I struggle on a daily basis,
Trying to do things that I could normally do-
I can no longer do the things that I love....
I am no longer the person I was.........................................
~
I have lost myself,
I have given up on me-
I don't know what to do anymore......
I don't even want to be seen!!
~
I used to think I was strong,
But there is only so much a person can take-
Something needs done you know.....
Until then, I'll just lay here and fake!!!
~
Yes, I'm fed up.
~
What is this poem about?
Being recently disabled and unable to do things because the Doctors keep passin' the buck, layin' blame,and not caring, after all- it isn't them that is in pain, agony and feeling so worthless!! I can no longer run and jump and play with my kids, I can't do a lot of things. And because I am fat- that is all ANYONE see's, and ASSUMES that is my problem. I was active and fat before this injury!
I was hurt at work, and now live to regret it. Obviously I have done something majorly wrong on my road of life, because I think this is revenge for something! I am sorry if my words offended you, I am just loosing it, and fed up. Don't hate me because I'm fat, hate me for a real reason would ya?!?! (LOL Now tell me that last comment was not funny!!! LOL)
Published by Deneale K. Williams
