Hope vs. Reality
Yes, I am struggling
Though that word has little meaning
I can tuck that secret under my pillow
But it makes it no less demeaning
Simple words like hard and broken
Have no effect on life's punishment spoken
An enormous hole
They dug for themselves to hide in
Now is responsible
For the rest of us who have fallen
And they keep saying "it will get better"
But I don't want to hear it
Cause my head says "never, never!"
When I see my husband hurting
From feeling like a failure
When I see our savings shrinking
Thinking how long will it be there
And I try to stand tall
When I walk in my front door
When I walk down my hall
Past my kids' doors
To my room where I see
Our pictures on the wall
Who cares about carpet burns
I give in and fall
And this is me trying
To sort out my thoughts
To sort out my feelings
Of the disasters humanity has brought
And I say to the day
Let me return to my peaceful grace
Please get to the punch line
Cause right now there's no smile on my face
What happened to the country of dreams
Where people lay in their backyards
Where we could all look up
And see hope in the stars
Yes, I am struggling
Though that word has little meaning
Cause I know I'm not the only one
Who sees smoke and fires raging
I've had it up to HERE
My worries are throuth the rafters
I'm dumb struck with questions
How do I escape these disasters
And it's all I can do
To try and stand tall
Through these struggling times
When I walk down my hall
When I walk to my room
Shackled with dread
And can only escape
By the dreams in my head
Though that word has little meaning
I can tuck that secret under my pillow
But it makes it no less demeaning
Simple words like hard and broken
Have no effect on life's punishment spoken
An enormous hole
They dug for themselves to hide in
Now is responsible
For the rest of us who have fallen
And they keep saying "it will get better"
But I don't want to hear it
Cause my head says "never, never!"
When I see my husband hurting
From feeling like a failure
When I see our savings shrinking
Thinking how long will it be there
And I try to stand tall
When I walk in my front door
When I walk down my hall
Past my kids' doors
To my room where I see
Our pictures on the wall
Who cares about carpet burns
I give in and fall
And this is me trying
To sort out my thoughts
To sort out my feelings
Of the disasters humanity has brought
And I say to the day
Let me return to my peaceful grace
Please get to the punch line
Cause right now there's no smile on my face
What happened to the country of dreams
Where people lay in their backyards
Where we could all look up
And see hope in the stars
Yes, I am struggling
Though that word has little meaning
Cause I know I'm not the only one
Who sees smoke and fires raging
I've had it up to HERE
My worries are throuth the rafters
I'm dumb struck with questions
How do I escape these disasters
And it's all I can do
To try and stand tall
Through these struggling times
When I walk down my hall
When I walk to my room
Shackled with dread
And can only escape
By the dreams in my head
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