The Solution

mine not yours

 

Being sleepless at night

Often due to our pain

There is little to delight

As we handle this bane

When we finally go to sleep

Waking up it's the same

If only there was a way

To stop playing this game

But the answer is here

Staring us down

Though we do our best

To deny it with a frown

In searching our past

It becomes ever more clear

That what we’ve been doing

Are the acts we should fear

With our eyes now opening

We can begin by hoping

That respite will come

And be more than just some

The source of the help

That we hope to find

Will come when we wake up

And treat our body more kind

The life that we live

Will only lead to more pain

We better change our behavior

If we want to enjoy being sane

 

 

 

The words in this poem

Tell me what to do

You had better find your own words

If you want help for you

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[ShadowWolf]

Excellent advice! Each of us must find our own solutions.

[IMOGEAN]

Sometimes, good advice is universal and I do believe this is.

Great stuff
Imogean~