Revelation

People get so caught up in all the bad that they ignore the good.
All the stressing prevents living life the way you should.
An exception to this I am not.
In depression's lonely web, I am caught.
The harder that I struggle, the more wrapped up I get.
Alone in the dark I sit and I fret,
Impatient for the day I'm actually happy to wake.
I'm tired of always acting so fake.
Behind every smile exists an ocean of tears.
It's scary how good I've gotten at hiding my fears.
I have so many things to be thankful for,
But yet I'm so selfish, I only plead for more.
What I need to do is open my eyes and see
That this world is far from owing me.
I've dug this grave of mine.
I act as though being happy is a crime.
I dwell on all the bad that's happened to me.
Once I move one, I'll finally be free.
I'll be free to grow wings and finally fly.
I'll be able to actually enjoy the time as it goes by.
So here I go; I'm taking the leap.
I'm going to stand strong and not allow my own defeat.

--Homegirl

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