This month, several family and friends have been hit by divorce and job layoffs. I tried to write an article to inspire them but the words just weren't enough.
Thus, I wrote this inspirational poem to express the loss we experience when we start over. It’s very difficult for adults to begin again . . . and it is incredibly difficult to see it as an opportunity to create something better.
Picking Up the Pieces
It doesn't feel good but it's not bad
It's just the dream you hoped for that you've never had
It doesn't feel right but it's not wrong
It's just so hard to start over this far along.
Bit by bit you've slipped away.
You've lost yourself in fragments with the things that you don't say
You've bargained with your destiny
You've rented out your soul. You've lived in an illusion for reasons you'll never know
You're angry at the things you didn't do
And you know deep down inside it's up to you.
It's what you've lost and you need back
The life you once knew was right on track.
Only when you let go do you find a glimmer of hope
That no matter what the circumstances you will always cope.
Passion stirs you forward, a vitality you never knew
Uneasy restlessness suddenly takes hold of you
The stranger in the mirror looks you in the eye
And reminds you that the dream inside will never die
It's the story of your life you need to tell;
If you don't, your destiny won't end as well
There are things in life you know you need to do
This dream inside is bigger than you.