::12:06:07::

::: Damn :::

Damn I’m trying.
I mean I am doing it like;
I never get tired.
Regardless if I had to start
over. I let the past go,
and keep it moving after the fall.
Hoping for something different; new
job or love.
Still the struggle in both is strong.
I pray for a day when security in life and
love cloaks me.
My simple desires eludes me.
Yet, I never settle for whatever.
Damn, I’m trying.
When do I get credit for my efforts?
I believe god only gives us what we can
handle.
My load is heavy; with both hands. My
grip is slipping.
I never wanted to admit failure.
It tastes as bad as it sounds.
I hold fast; to desires handles.
Damn, I’m tired. Can’t wait til
all my prayers are answered.

Written by: ~ Nicole