I've come to love and appreciate life.
Even that part of it,
That makes one grieve.
That part of it that seems to sit,
To drive pain into a heart without novocaine.
No matter how long the screaming is done for it!
With a heartbreaking that never leaves.
I've come to love and appreciate life.
Even that part of it that muddies my boots.
That part where BS has to be dealt with and walked through.
When a smile is easier to offer...
Than explaining a pain that numbs the senses.
Or a joke is told to keep the tears from flowing.
I've come to love and appreciate life.
Even that part of it,
That makes one grieve.
That part of it that seems to sit,
To drive pain into a heart without novocaine.
No matter how long the screaming is done for it!
With a heartbreaking that never leaves.
I've come to love and appreciate life.
Even that part of it that comes with pieces of bittersweetness!
Coated sometimes with loads of anger and strife.
But what would life be...
Without tragedies to darken.
And a bit of comedy to spark one into laughter,
That frees one from a temporary emptiness...
Coming to visit and overstaying,
To unpack more anxieties to lay unrested.
Lawrence S. Pertillar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/overstaying-to-unpack-more-anxieties/
