Even the Darkest Night is Followed by a New Day

Even the Darkest Night is Followed by a New Day

A Poem by Jacqueline
"

Hope is always possible

"

 

Even the Darkest Night is followed by a New Day

 

i'll never forget the night i was sitting

on the side of my bed

praying real hard while holding a loaded gun to my head

i've done enough crying, and wishing my struggles away

only to be hit with the same s**t the next

day

my boss was on my a*s on a daily basis

saying that he had enough with all the lateness

told me to get out of his face whining about my asthmatic

child, he reminded me that my problems were all my own

not one ounce of sympathy shown, so many evenings i had to

leave my ten year old alone at home

placing a loaf of bread on the counter, a couple slices of

lunch meat to eat in the fridge, so much for taking care of

my kid

reminding her not to answer the phone, open the front door

and to finish her chores after a ton of homework

i barely spend time with her after i leave work, the tv being

a babysitter

i'd give anything to be able to spend more time with her

but feeling myself falling apart with the weight of the world

on my shoulders

i wanted to blow my brains out, and not deal with the world being

colder

my finger on the trigger, about to c**k and blast

my sweet little angel popped in my room, i had to stash the gun

away fast

looking into her sleepy eyes, my most cherished prize

it gave me the spark to change my whole way of thinking

life may not be full of joys, but i wasn't on a boat sinking

i kissed my princess, then tucked her back in her bed

then i fell to my knees, said another prayer with no tears shed

thanking God my child didn't find me in a pool of blood

dead

 

© 2008 Jacqueline


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intense
heartwretching
pain
"i'll never forget the night i was sitting

on the side of my bed

praying real hard while holding a loaded gun to my head

i've done enough crying, and wishing my struggles away

only to be hit with the same s**t the next"
this hit me hard
I have know a couple friends who have suceeded where you have luckily failed
I am glad that you are still around to write this piece

these lines
"my boss was on my a*s on a daily basis

saying that he had enough with all the lateness

told me to get out of his face whining about my asthmatic

child, he reminded me that my problems were all my own

not one ounce of sympathy shown, so many evenings i had to

leave my ten year old alone at home

placing a loaf of bread on the counter, a couple slices of

lunch meat to eat in the fridge, so much for taking care of

my kid"
were personal in depth views of your own world, and the bitterness that surrounded you
the ending the last two lines choked me up
the image was vivid
I am glad it was nver seen by her eyes
may you find happiness in her
Nice work
thank you for entering my contest




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Jacqueline
Jacqueline

Mineola, NY



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