Wednesday, March 11, 2009

# 36 "Helpless."

Helpless.

What can I say?
I feel useless today.
Lost in space.
Out of the race.
I was up all night.
Questioning right.
Yes you’ve been there.
Your eyes just stare.
Our minds are whipping.
The scales are tipping.
Oh its family of friend.
What message to send.
Am I out of line?
Is the answer mine.
A real Possibility.
My Responsibility.
What change can I make?
How much is at stake?
Do I know the facts?
The pain it attacks.
Can I say what I must?
Will I lose that trust?
Suspended and torn.
Heart heavy and worn.
Am I doing well?
How can I tell?
Perhaps too late.
To change that fate.
What would you do?
If it’s happening to you.
If you were as me.
Would you fail to see?
How far will I go?
If the answer is no.
I cried tears for years.
I‘m trying my best.
My mind won’t rest.
Something not done.
I still haven’t won.
Jim Raab

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