Given Up

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    Right now this is how I am feeling...Just when I think I have turned my life around...got money in the bank that I am actually going to make it..something else dratically happens in my life and I find myself worse off than where I was before..Will it ever end???

    Given Up

    I give up
    I don't understand
    Why is God not
    Giving me a helping hand
    One person can only
    Do so much on this
    God Foresaken Earth
    I have tried
    So many times
    To turn my life around
    A dirty hand
    I am then dealt
    I fall back, so far back
    I can't find my way out
    What else can I do
    What else can I try
    To turn this thing
    Called life back around
    I don't know what to do
    I don't know how to cope
    With this hand
    I have been dealt
    I am all out of hope
    I Give Up!

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    lonewolf commented on Given Up

    06-05-2010

    great poem. ive been there too. seems you have a lot of good friends giving solid and sound advice. life isnt about surviving the storm. its learning to dance in the rain. God bless
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    tierra7 commented on Given Up

    11-28-2009

    sweetie, i feel where you are comin' from, , i have been dealt a rough hand, of the worst kind..not once but many times...i've only written about a few. in general things in life are not always fair...i've always lived a private life... Ha there went my private life..i was 25 when my storm was born , i rode that storm for 9 years..it was like walkin' on eggshells...i was not ready to play the big games , Hence... i learned from a very Great Blind Tribal Council Member , that we can either fold our cards and give in , or we can be optimistic about our convictions and turn it into something positive...my loss, forever changed me...look deep inside there is where the answer lies...in our weakest...we become the strongest..Trust me i have been there..many times....make promises but to yourself...before the rainbow the storm will try to knock you down...sometimes lookin' beyond your fears, you will see that its not as bad as it may seem..trust in no one but yourself..., Things will Be so much better..one big word of advice...never keep it to yourself, share it with a good friend....i am one of many here on this site...as a friend , for you while you ride your storm. .Love & Light, Terra
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    gogant commented on Given Up

    11-28-2009

    I'm sure this poem of yours is not a reflection of you, Tee. A meaningful piece you have penned here, my dear................gogant
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    WinterFrost commented on Given Up

    10-09-2009

    Hope springs eternal. And out of the ashes like a pheonix it rises again and again. I'm not sure what to say about your stance on God given my particular arrangements here on earth. Though it seems to me the more one asks why god why the more we fall from grace.
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    Kenneth9516 commented on Given Up

    10-09-2009

    People used to speak regularly about their personal experiences with God. When we start having them again, we will start testifying again! The beginning to your recovery is to recognize your infirmity! Recognize you are not where you need to be with God. Consider, remember, and meditate on God, and draw nigh unto him. He will draw nigh unto you! I can identify for I was wounded for the wrong cause...Don't give up be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. awesome poem.
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    Teesel

    10/09/2009

    Thanks Kenneth...I have always carried God with me but here lately he seems to let me down more than aything...One person can only be so strong...I have been the strong all my life..when is it going to be my turn not to be the one everyone relies on...know what I mean

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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