In 1998 I had a near fatal auto accident that irrevocably changed my life, and left me permanently disabled with chronic issues. This was written during the "self pity" period I went through!
Not knowing how to live
Not brave enough to die
So completely numb inside
Unable to even cry
Existence is the only way
And even that's a lie
Struggling from day to day
Always wondering "WHY" !?!
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I am a Little Diddies (a.k.a. Poems) and short story writer. I am no where near a great writer, as I write mostly to express emotion I'm unable to express in any other way. I recently began sharing what I write with others, and have been surprised at the positive response. My very first shared little diddie was about the birth of my daughter, and I wrote it the night before my grandson was born. I truly didn't think what I had to say would be of any interest to others. I am so thrilled to be wrong, in this case! Lol! I hope my writings will in some way leave a lasting impression, no matter how big or how small! Thank you for visiting and reading my writings. I wish you a Great Day full of joy!!! Come again and I might have added a new piece!
Everyday I have a new life, I don't have time for a wife. Everyday I'm a hero, Yesterday my name was Subzero. I'm Master Chief, Sometimes a thief. I'm fighting a dragon, On the back of a wagon.
Déjà vu, Things happen on cue. Seeing them again, Am I even sane. Déjà vu, I hope it's true. I've already lived this kiss, It's something I wouldn't miss. Déjà vu, Let me see something new..
F eeling your warmth L apping over my skin. A llways enchanted & M esmorised by your E nergy so deep within..
Official summertime drink Full glasses clink, Cold ice Would be nice. Sweet taste Sip at a slow pace..
She's pleasing to you, She's pleasing to me, But she will not be true, She is not good to see, She is one you will rue, So just leave her be!.
Hunting in the sacred forest. Drums are beating in a chorus. For them hunting isn't a choice. Then out of nowhere a booming voice. Then a swarm of poison darts. Children begging from their hearts.
Silent thing You're looking thin Your ocean eyes have sunken in Your light has gone Is something wrong. Slumping over the basin.
That girl with her perfect smile, I stop and take a look for a while. Her face as good as gold, She makes me want to put my life on hold. She makes me whole, She is my ultimate goal.
Very sad indeed...I would be interested if you had written anymore...to show how you felt and had coped with the accident...thanks or sharing my lovely😘😘😘
@eddie12309 Yes it was a difficult time, but being able to express my emotion by writing really helped immensely. I'm not one who talks about her inner feelings, and I'm not expressive outwardly with them, so writing is my release.
@misslittleDHP Yes I do have other pieces I wrote during that time, and they are all in the realm of self pity, so I don't usually share many of them. People can only take so much of ones pity party before they become disgusted with you. Lol
Despite its origins, this is ultimately an uplifting & inspiring piece. A story of survival really, when you could have just given up. Bravo👏x
@Fly10 There are still times when I'd like to give up, but the inner core of my being ultimately won't allow it! So I keep on keeping on! Lol 👍😊 Of course I couldn't without Gods helping hand! Thank you!❤
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