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Empty Or Full?Fear is a terrible thing, It binds you up and alarm bells ring! Rises up in the throat, like bile, Chokes you till you can't breathe for a while! You feel yourself falling deep, deep down, The mind is a mess; your face is in frown! Don't know what to do, where to go, The fear is killing you, killing you slow! The bottle of milk is there on the table, Is it half empty, half full? Cos the mind's not stable! What do I see in this milk bottle stood there? Negative or positive, and do I care? My mind is battered, my head is sore; I told myself over and over I can't take any more! And as for this God, this icon above, Where is He now, where is His love? I have begged and pleaded, almost half insane, For His intervention, in this, life's game! I need a break; I need some peace, So why the hell can't He give me release! And let the nightmare of the past, fade away, To let the light in, and lighten my fear today! I feel so abandoned, like He doesn't even care! But how is that so, when He's always been there! Because had He abandoned me as I thought, Then I would be dead for sure, no solace sought! So though I feel abandoned to the wind and rain, I have to fight the fight and keep my mind sane! For my problem just now is a fear so bad, It's all consuming making me sad! The bottle of milk on the table, is there to see, But how I perceive it, is down to me! So today I am fed up with the trials on my life, All the crap I have taken and all the strife! I had lost my strength, for the first time ever, But now my mind's straight, I won't give up, never! So I stand before this Icon, this God so wise, To beg for His help as I raise my eyes! I can't let the fear inside me to strong… Beat me now…because that's so very wrong! So to this Icon, this God, so wise and true… I ask one more time, to help me through! Lift and guide me this day from now on, Until the tunnel's end I see, and the fight I have won! For win it I will, I will never concede, no way! I have fought long and hard for this body to stay… Stay on this place that we call earth… For my life isn't over, and I have great worth! Though I am floundering in torment and fear, I'll sort out my head, until my mind is clear! And let go the negative that I hold so strong, For to win this battle is all that I long! Or this nightmare of mine will never end! And peace and contentment will never be my friend! And though this week past, many tears I have cried! They will dry up again, for I wont run or hide! But face this trial, this hurdle harsh and true… I have to face it with strength, to get through! So the half empty milk bottle is no longer… For it is half full, because I am far stronger! Stronger to let anything beat me down and falter! For this milk bottle today, makes my life alter! The strength inside me is there for me to grab hold, Walk into the light ahead, head high and bold! Now I don't see the milk bottle as a negative view, Rather it is almost full - anything less won't do! And though my life's been such a trial, I am sure the hell am able, to go that last mile! And I Will! Because I Can! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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