How do you hold on when the knot comes out of your rope?
How do you hope when everything is screaming there is none?
Who do you turn to when you get too ashamed?
What do you do when you feel your world has turned upside down?
What do you do when your insides keep saying there is no end?
How do you keep walking around as if everything is ok?
How do you smile when all you want to do is cry and scream?
Where do you turn when you feel you are banging your head against the wall?
Where do you go when no place seems to be safe?
How, who, what and where are the questions we all ask.
But what are the answers we need to keep us hanging on?
But who do we trust enough to tell them everything?
Do we overload someone else to help us feel better?
How fair is life when none of it really makes sense?
What will it take to make sense of a life of trouble?
When will questions end and answers begin?
From my book: Out of the Depths A Poetic Journey
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