A Poem by Lorna Lee

A lot of the pain we experience in life can be controlled by acknowledging the pain and exploring the underyling root instead of just treating the symptoms.


Why do I ignore that which keeps nagging me
I know … I acknowledge… I need some relief

The relief is there… but it’s an endless hole.
Shame and confusion …. They all play a role.

When did I lose control, when did it begin to control me?
I know my fix is temporary, when will I see?

That this day, again… the same… I’m maintaining.
But the cause, it’s the cure… Why am I sustaining?

I treat the symptoms… not the cause.
My soul is dying… my pain is raw.

Please hear me, for I am screaming….
A brand new life of which I am dreaming.

I must be truthful, I must be honest…
I’m scared to admit that I do not have trust

In a system that’s put into place for our souls
doesn’t appear to have taken that role

When we need it most and depend on the care
of which we’re left wondering, was it really there?

They give us the pills and a lecture to share
leaving us wondering if they really did care.

Please help me escape from this pain that’s within
and help me start living my life once again……

 I need to admit that the answers are there,
I need to stop hiding and admit that I care.

And then when I do, together we’ll find
that the cure for the cause was the fact I was blind.


© 2012 Lorna Lee

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Well rhymed, even metered...! Meaningful dissertation on the frustrations encountered, en route to happiness.

One slice of life rarely meets another perfectly; much time and emotion is spent in wanting them to match. Perhaps some satisfaction is found in learning how to bridge that infernal gap.

Nicely done..

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on March 11, 2012
Last Updated on March 11, 2012