In Everything I Do

Sometimes I feel so beaten,
lonely, forlorn and down trodden
in everything I do.
Just feel I want to give up
when the pressure is one.
Feeling hopeless and inadequate
in everything, I do.
If I were to reach out
for a steadying hand,
I know there will never
be anyone there for me.
I stumble in the darkness
looking for the light at the end of the tunnel
to help me get through,
but I cannot find it to switch on.

4 June 2008

Author’s note:
I have many friends who will read this and start to feel concerned. Let me assure them that I am all right. I just wrote this on one of those fleeting moments when I was feeling down. The moment did not last long and I am my old self again.

DVH

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!