StalemateA Poem by Maynard WinterWhat I go through on a daily basis.
Constant instability in body and mind
Uncertainty consumes me Who am I? Where am I going? Am I better than I was yesterday? I'm tired of trying to help myself Self-help books only work when you're focused You only see results when you work Why must I work on my happiness? My heart is exhausted from uncertainty Exhausted from constant reminders that: I'm better than this I'll work through this I can beat this My body is tired from this daily battle It always ends in a stalemate © 2008 Maynard WinterReviews
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3 Reviews Added on February 24, 2008 Last Updated on February 26, 2008 AuthorMaynard WinterPhiladelphia, PAAboutThis serves a few purposes: 1) To test new poems for use in paintings. 2) To gain feedback and connect with other artists/writers. 3) To continue my journey of self- discovery. I find beauty in the d.. more..Writing
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