Some days I feel that 'life' just knocks me down, <br />Those harsh words said, your sharpness and your frown, <br />Remembering these things, what is the answer - how <br />Can I shake off those hurting actions now, <br />With each one forever chipping at my soul, <br />Sending me deep into this consuming hole <br />That I have carved into my life, when you <br />Departed for some other avenue. <br /> <br />I face this question with each day I greet, <br />How can I stay so upright on my feet, <br />When with a heavy heart, I try to face <br />The realisation that I must replace <br />You with another, Oh, how hard a task <br />For such as I, who hides behind a mask <br />With shattered thoughts I try hard to conceal. <br />Like an actor playing parts that are not real. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-just-knocks-me-down/
