Still I Wonder
Standing in a world where 
I feel so much alone,
Looking into faces, 
seemed to be made of stone.
Now, at a second glance maybe 
it is I out of place,
For how could it be you if, 
God created the human race?

Still I wonder what Laughter is 
once more,
Not sure I want to open the next 
door.
Stil I wonder why do people care?
These are my stories, Should they 
really share?
For through the stories I write come 
sorrow and dispair.

Once again I am writing with all my 
Heart and soul,
Looking for the light, through this 
tiny hole.
Preparing for the evening to sleep in 
slumbered rest,
Waking again tomorrow to see I'm still 
depressed.
Still I wonder!
JudyŠ1999

Floating Away
Floating high above the sky,
Would ease the tears that I do cry.
Pretending that all is good and well,
When deep inside I feel like hell.

Needing to feel good, but knowing 
that I don't,
Needing more help, but knowing 
that i won't
Needing to smile, but wanting to cry,
Needing to Live, but wanting to die.

Inner peace is what I seek, 
a calm like no other,
If only I were not a wife 
friend and Mother.
Trying to understand the way that 
I do feel
With knowing than in time 
I will cope again and heal
JudyŠ1999 May 23rd

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