Here I stand in the wreckage of my life,windswept and frightened.Where have the years gone what have I done where are the goals I had when my journey was begun.
I had dreams, I had hopes and targets to meet.Where did I loose it all,what happened to me, what happened to my schemes, my hopes and my dreams.
The daily treadmill of life, the relentless repeating programme of pain and boredom. The sadness, the heart ache the strife. Did I not try hard enough I was a worker, a mother and a wife.
Perilously perched on the edge of my life looking out on the dark, deserted landscape of all that I have failed. The unspoken words and screaming thoughts that have been caught and impaled .
What have I earned, what have I won. What has it taught me what lessons have been learned. All I see is darkness all I feel is wind and rain. There is no tender hand to guide me, no love is left I feel only pain. I feel let down I feel lost, all these years I have battled with life and what is the cost.
Who took my eagerness who took my drive, where is the part of me that had once only thrived . I am so tired now, deserted and directionless cast out to sea. Too tired to try any longer, a ghostly echo of me.
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