Unwanted Percussion

I don't want to die,
but I grow weary of breathing.
I fear losing my future,
yet the beat of my chest is an incessant annoyance.

What is there to live for?
Love, family, and yourself.

Love, I have abundantly, but it's never enough to fill the chasm in my heart.

Family has thrown me to the wind and left me wandering in this cruel dystopia.

Myself? She was lost four years ago.

I remain wishful for change, although where it lies is unknown.

I need to find help

I have to find hope.

Reviews

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Look inside and there you find all the answers- u are all you need and hope is near- never give up you don’t know what tomorrow brings- sometimes people reject us and judge us but as long as you know who you are and know your truth then let them be- don’t put yourself down because of others- what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger- wishing you strength to overcome all the challenges you might be facing🌹

[Rosie Brooklin]

You are such a kind spirit. Thank you so much!

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

Blessings in abundance and only my pleasure🌹

[Webster]

I see a search for the lost but never can be found. As someone with depression himself, i can really associate with the words here. Never lose hope. Make your own path. All roads start raw and are eventually paved.
Beautifully penned.

[Nipplegrinder]

Like other reviewers, I too, somehow feel the hope, in the words you did NOT choose. Hope you're feeling better.

[Delmar Cooper]

I looked at the reviews. So many people reaching out to you. Nice. As for me? I don't believe a word of it. Nobody who can write like this can truly despair.

[Coyote Poetry]

I felt the struggle in your words Rosie. Hard days make the easy days sweeter. I hope you are doing well and thank you for sharing the powerful words and thoughts.
Coyote

[barleygirl]

Some people write bleak poems and it sounds like never-ending hopelessness. It’s hard to know what to say to a person like that. But in your case, I feel hope in between every line, even tho you say at the end that you need to find hope. You can find it inside you. I hear it & feel it there, thru your words. I’ve had some really bad life experiences, like being raped by my father regularly from age 3 to 11, & five years ago I broke my neck & it took me 2 years to learn to walk again. At the deepest darkest point in all these experiences, I found that HOPE is the most important thing. Everything else builds from hope. For me, hope was knowing I will always have God’s grace. I’m not going on a preaching binge here, becuz I’m not wildly religious, just spiritual in my own homemade fashion. Believing in God’s grace is knowing you will always have someone to love you, knowing you can get thru anything becuz He will not put you thru something without standing by to help. We can’t expect life to be easy or without pain. So there’s no reason to be upset when we have pain. It’s just another thing in life that we have to learn to cope with. Some people have to cope with being alone or being abandoned by people they thought loved them. Whatever horrible thing happens, we can cope, as humans. Humans are really good at coping. We all are and you are no different. I can feel the hope & confidence in the way you wrote your poem. You know there has to be something to live for. It sounds like two out of three of these ended up disappointing. I sure know how that feels. But you could increase that list of three things with some new things. I never expected to end up finding this community of writers who are so supportive & talented & friendly. If you stay open to the possibilities, you will find your niche in life. You will find your right people. You will find your right direction. You will make mistakes, but don’t let that keep you down for long. Give yourself a few days to mope & shake it off. Then keep trying. The more you try, the more success you will find. It also means the more failure you’ll find, too. But so what? That’s the price of finding your niche in life. We have to bite into some rotten apples along the way. Here’s wishing you the best, becuz I really do believe you want to survive . . . and thrive! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
PS – Being raped all thru my childhood also made me feel like I had lost big pieces of myself. It can take years, but I finally found my pieces & put myself back together. You can do this, too!

[Rosie Brooklin]

Oh my goodness. I am absolutely blown away by such kind words from a stranger (now friend). You're absolutely right; God's grace is the only reason I'm still here today. Also, hope is always there, even if I don't feel it. Thank you so much for your willingness to share your story and a bit of hope with me. I appreciate it more than I can communicate with this keyboard. Your hugs are felt and returned

[Wild Rose]

Felt like that once upon a time > People always pulling me down > then realised they were jealous because I was happy > had been before the started
I tried to ignore then and carry on > Then fight back and put them in the wrong

My family emigrated > come with us > Why _ because we are going >> So go if you want
We took up photography > She has learned to be an expert from having to learn the very basics

We get out in the hills or by the sea >> Oh yes I changed jobs & moved home
Now we are us > Just the two of us

[Jack O]

There is a city named dystopia. Lots of gambling dens there. A few bikers. David Bowie wrote a song about it. If you feel up to the challenge. I'll write with or against you.
As for what you have written. I like it. dark, but well written.

[Rosie Brooklin]

I'm very familiar with David Bowie. As for your challenge, I'd be honored! Thank you for your kind review

[Jack O]

What do you enjoy writing about? Story, not poem. I've never written a coop poem before.

[Rosie Brooklin]

I like writing from a perspective which makes the reader think. Normally I write about dark topics: abuse, asylums, death, tragedy, etc. If you'd like to see a story I wrote, you can go to my profile and read "Twenty Years in a Sane Asylum". That's the kind of story I regularly write.

[Jack O]

I read your story. I liked it. I think it needed an edit but, well done.

[Chris Shaw]

Love yourself. Cast off those who don't appreciate your true worth. Work on nurturing yourself, keep things simple and find delight in small things. Nature brings happiness to me and will help you to grow some sprigs of hope. Never give up. Sad poem, I can feel you reaching out. That is a good start.

Chris

[Rosie Brooklin]

I love all of your advice. The funny thing is I've often said the same things to many of my friends. Nature helps me as well, and I'm doing much better than I was. If we were happy all the time, it would be impossible to appreciate. Thank you for your advice and kind words.

[sette]

and there are many chances of hoping and living at the same time