Still I Hold On
Many things have happened the last
few weeks it's true,
Still I hold on for it's the only
thing I can do.
Many times I just want to give up
and die,
Other times I sit here and all I
do is cry.
But as bad as times do seem to get,
Still I hold on,
Praying for things to change at
the break of dawn.
Many things are complicating each
and every day,
So many things involved it's impossible
to say.
Still I hold on for it's the only
thing I can do,
For if I were to give up, what would
happen to you?
I now live life by the hour or minute
if it need be,
Waiting for the time and place for
my Heart to heal and be free.
Coping with the days that pass is very
hard to do,
Still I hold on to life as it's all
that I can do.
I thank my friends here on the net
for listening to me,
I know how hard it can be when a person
is not Happy.
I will hold on and do my best to make
it through
each day,
And Thank our Father up above for showing
me a way.
Judy ©1999
What is Inside
What is inside of me that makes me
feel this way,
All I ever hope for is for these
feelings to go away.
But each night I go to sleep only
to wake and see,
All these mixed up emotions still
inside of me.
Somedays I do pretty well in keeping
them inside,
Other days its harder and my tears
refuse to hide.
They say depression can come and
go but mine is here to stay,
Learning how to live with it gets
harder every day.
My husband is understanding as he
sees no work is done,
I would understand if he packed his
bags to run.
My children see a mom who sits
and cries a lot,
And wonder if this battle can ever
really be faught.
If I could do it I would sleep my
life away,
I am not talking suicide just sleep
night and day.
For suicide is selfish and I could
never hurt the ones who care,
For I truly have much Love for them
and oh so much to share.
What others call a normal life I can
only dream of,
For I was given many challenges from
God up above.
Judy©1999
Look Around
Look around and tell me what you see,
Something you see may look different
to me.
We all see things in our own unique
way,
For how we feel inside changes every
day.
When I look outside I feel a need to
stay in,
But to most of you it's probably how
your day begins.
You may see a puddle as something
to go around,
I think of my children sitting in it
on the ground.
They were two and six but Loved to
play,
In the puddles they made on the
sidewalk each day.
You may see the stars as a beauty
to see,
I see the stars as family looking
down on me.
What ever it is that we see every
day,
Can be viewed by another in a
different way.
If we all saw things like others do,
Then things would be boring for me
and for you.
So look around and tell me what
you see,
Something you see may look diferent
to me.
Judy©1999
Thank you all for your support and friendship
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