Tuesday, November 24, 2009

what if...

what if i'd say i'm tired
would it let me relax?
what if i'd say this is no good
would i be afraid to admit?
what if i'd say i'm sick of pretending
would i be feelin' great and good?
what if i'd say i can't almost hold it anymore
would i not be damn sick?
what if i'd say my whole being's shattered
it's crashed and devastated
would i get something
to make it whole again?
what if i'd say i give up
will it stop there?
what if i'd say i will win
would my persistency be realized?

This is one of the latest poems i composed. I made this late last year, when i found out that i felt everything's not in good position. I was likely exhausted, i need someone to talk to but i can't find a good confidant so i just wrote it down instead.

1 comment:

  1. A Time for Everything (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)

    To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

    a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

    a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

    a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

    a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

    a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

    a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

    a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.


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