A complete emptiness in your life
A void that seems unfillable
Groping in the darkness for something you know is there
but cannot be found
Silent pictures passing before your mind
with no words to express their meaning
Infinite wishes that can never be granted
Eyes forever looking upon an image that isn't there
Voicing your feelings aloud
with no one there to listen
Walking towards a light that dims when you get near it
A form of destruction surrounding you from all angles
and every direction
I found my poetry book from high school the other day. I actually wrote this in February 1992...can't help but wonder what was going on in my life at that time. Of course, it made me stop and ponder where I am currently as well. As wives...as mothers...as sisters...as daughters...we are pulled in so many directions. Sometimes I feel like I'm play acting and going through the motions. Sometimes I don't think I'm doing a very good job.
When I get in these introspective moods I can really feel so sorry for myself. But I know that I can look around me and see that my life isn't too bad. My hubby always says "Thank God for my problems" and he is so right. I don't have to look far to see that I'm truly blessed.
I just finished reading The Shack. "Papa" or God talked about how we are so busy worrying about the past and everything that we have done wrong, or just too afraid of the future, that we forget to be happy in the now. One of Eleanor Roosevelt's famous quotes-- "Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why we call it 'The Present'." What a smart lady!