Poems about Health
It's too early in the morning and I'm still thinking about You Thinking about all the things I still want to do to
I am in the darkest place I could be I cannot feel as if The world cares for me It may not seem true but
There’s been memories you left for me in the bottom of our sink, Dirty bowls hold oceans of long gone breakfast meals
Day after day The sun rises and sets Just like every day But a man does not A man changes every day
I'm done, but I want more, though I'm tired and overworked
Outspoken, critical. Takes my breath. Is the anwser fear? Or regret? Are we living? Are we running?
Today, it finally hit me; that moment of realization. I remember the days in my life that were so horrible and low.
I was once a pebble Small and fragile
Rain is falling but not hard enough The wind is blowing but far too much The sun doesn't shine but for a touch