Poem: What to expect

Every day is different, as different as can be
Not knowing what to expect, especially from me
Some days everything is as fine as it may seem
Other days are some of the worst, or so it seems
Standing in the middle of all these storms is very tough
Not seeing how things can ever not be this rough
Sometimes I wish I could just skip ahead
Know where I’m going and what lies ahead
And sometimes I wish I could just sleep forever
The pain I am feeling would all be severed
I know that if I did this people would say
“Why did she do it”, so much was going her way
I hope and I feel that I could never do it
The pain and the suffering, I couldnt put everyone through it
So where can I turn when nothing seems to be going right
Right now I just dont know, there seems to be no end in sight
I wish I could help to make everything change
But I’m just one person in the midst of all this rage

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Author: manyofus1980

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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