Maybe This Will be the Morning

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Another December morning,
I’ve been here before,
I see you awakening beside me,

Maybe this will be the morning,
The morning you finally break the horizon,
And clear the winter clouds above,

Maybe this will be the morning,
You warm the fog I lay in,
And rid of all the dew that keeps me wet,

And maybe this will be the morning,
You share the light you’ve only teased me with,
And give me the warmth you’ve only promised.

This is Sjogrens

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No one seems to care
The pain I’m in
Everyone goes their way
Not a care in the world

I am in pain
Day in day out
Pain wracks my body
Sometimes less
Sometimes more

Still no one cares
Eyes dry, mouth dry
I cry, but tears are sparse
Drink, drink, drink. Water

Pain in my joints
Stiff and sore
Tiredness, fatigue
No matter how much I sleep
It does no good

Put on a smile
A brave face
For the world to see
But when I talk of the pain
They cut me off
call me strong
That I am doing so well
They just don’t want
to hear of the pain

No one to talk to
No one to understand
Alone, in this
Alone in the world

When will this stop
When will I feel better
Never, this is my life
From now on
This is Sjogrens

I Have Nothing

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I have nothing
No one
The loss is overwhelming
I’m lost
Floundering
Sinking
I can’t seem to keep
My head above water
Not sure I really want to
I keep praying
To die
I sat out in a thunderstorm
Hoping to get struck
By lightening
But not even God
Wants me
I want to be
With my babies
I am so lost
Without them
I have no love
In my life anymore
So alone
Please God
Let me die

My Heart Breaks

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My heart breaks
It’s a wonder
no one hears the cracking
It seems so loud
almost a scream

It hurts
The pain is so intense
How am I standing
How have I not fallen to my knees
Writhing in pain

No one understands
They say why are you still sad
It was only a cat
Get over it
Get on with your life

They do not understand
I mourn for my George
But I also mourn for the loss
Of all my babies
I mourn for the loss of my family
I mourn for the loss of being needed
I mourn for the loss of belonging
I mourn for the loss of being loved

The house is no longer a home
It is just empty, a shell
With no life
No love
No one to come home to
No one who needs me
No one who waits for me
No one to love me
Or miss me…

I am alone …….

I am Forgotten

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I am forgotten
I am overlooked
I am ignored
I am underestimated

I am beginning to get used
To this treatment
I don’t know how to
Change it

I don’t know how to
Get others to treat me
Differently
With more respect

Everyone does it
Family, friends
Even strangers
People on the street

I am so alone
Lonely
Despaired
Forgotten

I wish I would just die
I am so tired
Worn out
I want it to be over

I’m tired of the
Constant pain
The pain of living
With no joy
No happiness

Everything is a chore
Even the task of
Taking a shower
Is an effort

There is no light
Anywhere to be seen
Just darkness
No love, no touch
No whisper
Of love in my life

Why am I here
What purpose do I serve
Why don’t you want me
To come home God?

Please God let me come home…….

Me, Myself and I

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In the 50 years I have
Been alive I have learned
The only person you can count on
Is yourself…..
Me, myself and I

Other people let you down
Disappoint you, fail to be there
For you….
But you, yourself will
Always be there

Friends, husbands even
Family will let you down
Fail to be there
When you need them
But you, yourself will still
Be there when the others
Are not…..

Learn to be the best
Friend possible………
To yourself
Learn to enjoy
Your own company
Because that may
Be all you will ever have

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