Sunday, November 8, 2015

Get up and finish this race...

Life is long...  but feels so short.
know there were good times I can't recall...
I'm deep in a pit, I have no friends, respect or drive at all
so much negative I can't move at all.

I don't know why negative is so hard to forget,
the place so many seem to dwell, 
It's so easy to be overwhelmed,
as I am now.

Why don't the happy thoughts feel happy, 
all I think of i how I fell, lost and failed, again and again.
I'm tired of complaints just because I fell
That doesn't make me happy, not happy at all.

Where are the good times, good thoughts and friends,
Did I hurt them and lose them each time I fell?
Where is the energy, desire and drive
i want to get up, but I can not move at all.

I don't recall learning how I could do it all,
I think I knew it from so long ago,
I use to do it, I knew what it meant,
I could do it, until now.

I wish I could get up and finish this race,
I want to be better and be in a good place.


Pray I get up and finish the race.






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