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HANG IN THERE!


sometimes I feel like I’m dying,

sometimes I feel like I’m coming alive,

sometimes I don’t feel like trying,

sometimes I feel like I’m touching the sky

it’s a long road, growing,

with ups and downs and turnarounds, 

it’s a hard grind, knowing

if I’m building it up or tearing it down

state of flux, no way to tell

whether I’m sinking, or whether all’s well,

muddle through is all I can do,

until the truth lights up my view ....

.... that’s when the walls fall, 

and I break through.

 

Comments (3)
ardverk's picture
Posted by ardverk

I can identify with your poem, Christine.

ed

Visitor's picture
Posted by ekazal (not verified)

My life in a beautiful nutshell.

;)

Elaine K

christine delorey's picture
Posted by christine delorey

Oh, thank you Ed. Thank you Elaine.