Poignant Musings...

The wounds of yesterday still fresh in my mind,
The pain, the agony, I cannot hide.
As they take your name, my scars seethe,
Why is it so difficult to breathe?

All my life I have only tried,
Desired, convinced, fought, strived.
I cannot conspire, not can I connive,
Just thankful to Him that I can survive.

The world is with you in fair weather,
As misery strikes it won't know you from a feather.
The winner is one who is steady and slow,
But all I get is the afterglow.

 - NP.