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it gets easier they say ..... but it doesn't not for me
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My trashcan poetry they say it gets better
it gets easier they say
but it doesn't
not for me
people don't understand
the shit I've been through
and I'm not one for crying about it anyway
the world seems colder and emptier than yesterday
It's getting harder to fight night after night to keep
the demons away
where am I supposed to go to forget
when my only home was wrapped around her
heart an soul
she's the one who knew my ins and outs
all my fears and doubts
I'm not good with words
at least the ones that come out of my mouth
Words don't come free
words are complicated an aggravating
when the ones that pass your lips aren't
the ones in your heart you meant to say
once upon a midnight dreary
I ponder the endings to the things that meant the most
to Me
like a cold and dying star shooting across the sky
if you wait long enough you'll get to watch me go out
in a blaze
they say it gets better
it gets easier they say
but it doesn't
not for me
~ D Donner ~
Pain
and the meds used to control it has no province against emotional chaos weighing perpetually on the heart. It gets better for some people. I survived when so many of my friends and family did not live to be 65. I may have pain to look forward to ahead, but right now, day by day, hour by hour is working for me, not pain free, but Advil takes care of any that shows up. For now. Getting old sucks! - Yr poembud, Stella