Always the way
Dazed and confused, not amused.Β
How disappointing the ways others let you down, go.
Go though accidently or on purpose so to you.Β
The hurt of functioning is thorough and deep and nothing is complete.Β
Always the way , nothing left nice to say.Β
And I feel bad for the things and times that I should have had .
And the hurt I caused, from not knowing what to do, should have got may act together, should have known better.Β
But it is what it is, and it will be what it will be.
Is anything on purpose a way to get around the deafening white noise sound.Β
I hope to conclude an adoquite outcome for this way ahead, and deal with life with a clear head.Β
But often get heartache instead.Β
Disgruntled I guess, because of all the mess.Β
The things that I could not say right, the beginning and the end of the fight.Β
The out of fashion.Β
The hand me downs of the old days, unclear, clouded judgment of the ways and treatment of the time.
And have often wondered what could have been or meant more.Β
Who's to say that there was a good intention in the way.Β
And I don't mind being adverse, just don't like adversity.Β
Always the way, nothing ventured nothing gained..Β
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what matters is some kind of progress and kindness, cool write Liliana!.......................................................................Jim
Yes so true, everything is up to me and you. And everyone else too.
Progress is a funny thing, can tear you apart, or make you sing.Β
The best progress is creating your best soul and ignoring the old uncertainties.Β
But some are hard to please.Β
And allot like to tease.Β
A simple way forward, is sometimes a hard task, and most are afraid to ask.Β
I'm glad you are at peace with your self.Β
Quite the accomplishment.Β
Jim.Β
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in depth poetry excellent write you are very talented Linda
Talented are we all, no one should feel small, but this pandemic has hurt us all. I hope you are well and happy.Β
One day ...we wake up...at whatever age...
and realise that we control nothing, control was always an illusion except that now
that awful fact is....certain...hugs x
Control it seams is in the long arms of dictatorship and no one can control anything, your right about that fact.
Who needs control anyway, all people are asking for is a say.Β
But oh there's so much dismay.Β
I know like me, you chose to try anyway.Β
So thank you.Β
Thank all of you for leading the way.Β
Even when sad and emotions drown you, self control is perseverance and persistence of the heart beat.Β
Keep going Marion, find the will to carry on and be reunited when theΒ beat, and beatings of life stop.Β
Just don't beat yourself up for things out of one's control. That's never one's fault.Β
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