It Couldn't Be Done

Somebody said that it couldnt be done,

But he with a chuckle replied

That "maybe it couldnt," but he would be the one

Who wouldnt say so till he'd tried.

So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin

On hes face. If he worried he hid it.

He started to sing as he tackled the thing

That couldnt be done, and he did it.


There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,

There are thousands to prophesy failure;

There thousands to point out to you, one by one,

The dangers that wait to assail you.

But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,

Just take off your coat and go to it;

Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing

That "cannot be done," and you'll do it.

EDGAR A. GUEST

try this one. i wrote it last year.
Thats the deal
Take one step at a time
be brave and bold
dont ever be silent
i was told
Beleive in yourself
you can and will heal
it will never be easy
and thats the deal
so i took a step
and then just one more
then another but then
i hit the floor
with lots of good help
i kow i can heal
it will never be easy
and thats the deal
friend and family
will always be thereon them you can rely
theyare kind and fair
then i was told
you can and will heal
it does get easier
and thats the deal

After Awhile

After a while you learn the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and
company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up
and your eyes open,
with the grace of an adult,
not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans.
After a while you lean that even sunshine burns
if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone else to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure
That you really are strong,
And that you really do have worth.

---Veronica A. Shoffstall

kp em comin'!

This is one of my poems i wrote about the complicated mind when asked by my psychiatrist for my inner most thoughts. Will you look away

If you look into my mind you may not like what you see
Confusion, racing thoughts, echoes of who I would of liked to be
If you look into my heart you may not like what I feel
Pain and hurt and anguish and a barrier made of steel

If you look into my soul...you will find
That i am uncomplicated loving and kind...

But if you label me you will see what you want to see. That is so not me

Natalya
Posted

I hate looking in the mirror
I hate people looking at me
I hate being scared
I hate knowing so many people care
If they didnt I could make these thoughts go away.

I dread waking up each and every day.
Why cant I just go to sleep and never wake?
Divorce, getting fired, being raped.
How much more of this can I take?

I dont see how I can ever be me again.
I even lost my soul mate and best friend
Dont feel like taking care of my son
What else could possibly go wrong?
The new medicine just makes me cry
And they say thats good for me
I want them to live in my head for a day
And see that no, everything will not be okay
They say I have to be patient but how long does it take?
The progress Ive made has all been fake.
I just want to go to sleep and rest in peace.

Why is life so full of so many ups and downs?
Why are my smiles always turned into frowns?
Why cant I just go on like everything is okay?
Why cant I be totally happy for one whole day?
I hate the person I am now, and the one I used to be.
I hate the one who made me feel insane and empty.
I hate that I dont feel love for anyone, not even my son.
I hate it that I dont have access to any type of gun.
I know depression lies and tells me things that arent true.
I know how it feels to not know what in the world to do.
I know its supposed to get better one of these days.
I know I cant keep running circles in this crazy maze.
I feel like nobody gets what goes through my head.
I feel like the life Im living is worse than being dead.
I feel like I have failed on so many levels, time and time again.
I feel like I should be able to make the pain and hurt just end.
I dont understand how to get through all of this.
I dont think I would be that greatly missed.
I dont see the point in even trying.
I dont know why I cant just stop crying.

Im so scared to be alone
Ive been hurting for way too long
And Ive been trying to be strong
These wars I fight, no one knows
Now all I want to do is rest
I just want my crying eyes to close
I have no more need to be the best
I just want to feel normal again
And for this terrible pain to end.

when they take the time to trace
every contour of your face
when they hold you in their arms
and your still there when morning comes
when parting takes a long embrace
and goodbyes are a bitter grace
you notice solace in their scent
its a love you cant prevent

xxx

I want to get better but I don't want to feel.
I want someone to tell me my life isn't real.
If I could go back and change some things,
I wouldn't feel the pain the PTSD brings.
I want to wake up from this nightmare of life
And see that everything really is alright.
Why can't it all just have been a dream?
Why did it all have to happen to me?
They say its not my fault, I'm not to blame,
So why in the world do I feel so ashamed?
Some moments are okay, but most are not
Why can't I keep the good ones in my thoughts?
I want to make decisions all on my own.
I want to be able to do things alone.
But I need someone to take care of me
Cuz right now I don't have the energy.
I need a magic pill to make it all go away,
To just forget about everything, even for one day.
The mood swings are so aggravating to me.
One moment Im mad, the next I'm happy.
But what do I have to feel happy about these days?
Probably something that is lost in the haze.
It's hard to see through it when everything is dark.
Little rays of sunshine tend to break my heart.
It starts out good, then it turns to bad.
Here we go again, it's time to get mad.
I want the old me back, or maybe someone new.
She is the one who brought on the need for super glue,
Super glue to put the pieces back together.
I don't like that girl, I don't want to see her - ever!
I should rearrange the pieces, start over again,
To make a new girl who doesn't know where I have been.

a moment: her words broke through my winters ice.. chiselling a path towards my infinity. sinking their way into the depths of my blackened soul.. they speak to me as they were my very own.. as if she read my thoughts the thoughts that have passed.. my pain shows in her wants... the suffocation too much.. my hope shines in her doubts.. as heavens light presents.. no resents... i cant resist as my heart opens unlocking itself from the prison that had tortured it so.. my lacking soul wants to feel her hold.. her warmth.. her smile..her laugh her desires.. my soul desires the fire that started this blaze.. the spark i never saw started an inferno i cannot see beyond.. blinding my being from the chaos that has reigned upon me.. im speechless with no words to express... and in this moment... im free ---wrote it awhile back

emptyness...... some things better unsaid. your assumptions of reflections and the perceptions that follow... burn the very fibers of my astral matter.... does it matter?. the patterns and flow.. intoxicated by these admissions. strangled by the knots of my sin..boiling to the brink of my extinction... i remiss the truth. of this guilt...the salivation that follows.. my salvation. that swallows. my horrors... brings justice to my thoughts.... from the unjustice lies. that intertwine our very exsistance.... my heart beats as yours bleeds.... and i smile... god... youre beautiful... the innocence. like a child?? i apologize.. for the blindness in my dirty eyes... i couldnt help myself.. the smells of your dreams... the visions of your wind.. the sounds of the mercy youve given.. im smitten. by the echos of your shadow.. and the grace of your tongue.. confused by the glory of your song.. as it haunts my mind.. the time reminds me as im left standing................... i keep waiting... i keep wanting ---think i wrote this the same day

I wrote this about a month and a half ago...with the thought of putting it to music...I didn't cuz I was too depressed ...:0)


DEEPER SHADE OF BLUE

I am feeling now

But it's the turn of the screw

I have fallen now

So low now

To a deeper shade of blue



I woke to the sun shining

shining on through

But I've never seen a sun before

a sun a deeper shade of blue



I never thought this was how it would be

Who knew the darkness would take hold of me

I thought somehow I could rise above

Find something bright and true

But look at me

It turns out

I'm just a deeper shade of blue

Short and sweet ... I wrote this for my daughter!

One day we were brought into the world, knowing love only as being what we had for our toys, family, and friends. Then, you meet someone who alters your conception of love, and you never know how you loved anything before because this kind of love is real.

This was a few days ago in my journal...just feeling rough and thinking about all of us here...


Look at all us broken people

We read each others plights and understand

And yet can find no real answer

Indeed, what a piece of work is man

In my heart I love you all dearly, and wish to reach out my hand

Your pain is mine, no man an island

I wish you all a healing and peace in the end