Nothing Matters Anyhow

Beautiful poem, but hold on man be strong, good days are on the way

I love the way you rhyme. You do it so naturally that one  barely notices it but definitely adds lyrical beauty to your poetry. The content of this poem is near to my heart and I've not figured it out yet. But what I have discovered is to not look at the big picture of life. Find the things, people, person, places that make you happy, even if only in small ways, and try to fill up your time with those things. I know this sounds stupid and simplistic but it  has helped get me by, although at times I do feel like I'm living on borrowed time. Life's not great but death gives no opportunities for improvement.

Oh, the treadmill of life can be overwhelming at times.  I have certainly felt this way often enough.  You own your soul though...they  can steal your hours, drive you like a slave, but they can never dictate what you look at, and where you derive joy.  There is much distress and darkness to this world, but there is plenty of light too,/and much of what you see is determined by the direction you look at things from.  

Apologies for preaching.  Poetically this piece touched me deeply.  Have walked that same road so long


Michael

Thank you all! Great advice and words of encouragement...why I love this site so much!