Wounded

Is it possible to feel happy and sad?

Calm but also mad?

 

Is it possible to feel excited and anxious?

Or is the happiness only pretentious….

 

How do I control how I feel?

An everlasting fight, so it would seem

 

How do I explain what is going on in my head?

Or the cause of all my tears shed

 

How do I mend my broken soul?

How do I explain all that was stole?

 

Why all of this confusion?

Can I be happy or is this also just an illusion?

 

How does one find purpose?

How to overcome this overwhelming feel of worthlessness

 

Yet still I manage to find a smile

Even after how my soul and exterior was defiled

 

This unevenness, unknowingly how to deal

How long will these scars take to heal?

 

If this piece of paper could talk back, what would it say?

Should I leave or rather stay?

 

Every day the same struggle

My feelings and emotions flow into a puddle

 

Still, I manage to push through

There must be some value

 

Is there a reason for my existence?

Is it fate, or just my persistence?

 

Not giving up, I plunder ahead

I continuously fall but I will not be held down, I will get back up instead

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allets's picture

Persevere

.

We all do It. Failure is removed

from the latest lexicon

of living. Let the next thing

always about to happen

happen.

.

Lady A

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Khaleesi's picture

I agree. The things we go

I agree. The things we go through contributes to sho we are.