A poem by Wanda Cobb
(For those times when you feel alone and depressed this holiday season. SPC wants to to know you can contact BayCare at:
I know the struggles
For I’ve been there too
The pain, loneliness heartaches, just feeling blue.
I always seem to think of what could have been.
I’ve traveled the road of deep despair
Been to hell and back.
Cried my eyes out over something you said
Then beat myself up for feeling this way
I Try hard to put a smile on every day
It’s not easy living this life
Dreams of how it could be are not my reality
My stomach tightens when I think of it all
And how it should be, isn’t the way it is at all
The road I travel is a long road
With hills and valleys too
And you can’t know the pain I feel
In my heart and soul.
But judge me not when I have a crying spell.
For one day it might be you on this road to hell,
With a pain wracked body and a frustrated mind,
So don’t judge me when I’m feeling kinda frail.
I’m headed to heaven
But I’ve been through hell.