We Sit And Wish To Free Ourselves

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

We sit and wish to free ourselves,
From the ease to fall into the grips of lamenting.
Part of life is to be shakened up a bit emotionally.
And that is the only sense we can not transfer.
Our pains come to be felt and dealt with alone.
Or with a condoned medication to pick as we choose.

We sit and wish to free ourselves,
From addictions, conflicts and other bad habits.
And if we finally decide to take that road,
And abandon what keeps us held back...
There is something that attracts a lot of us,
To the abuse of it all to return for 'special' visits.

To leave most of us moaning under the condition,
That someone patient enough to listen...
Show us a hint or a clue,
We have 'not' become the reason...
Why many of us find eventually,
We have been left alone.

No one who has fought for their own happiness,
Wants to sit and hear that mess to digest.
To have their opinions or suggestions rejected.

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