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In My Shoes

In my shoes

The demons are awake
and they feed upon my fears.
The light is growing dim
and the years
bring no promises.
All see themselves in me
and run
while they still can,
No man is stronger than
his humanity.
silence fills the void
of an empty soul.
And my heart sinks,

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The fear in your mind is shielding that part of you that you should see where your Soul is brimming over with years of love no matter what happens to you at this moment.
This piece is factual and shows the true feelings of the unknown that many of us go through in that they cannot believe in what they have done or who they are, just believe young Joe that there is a place at that great table set for you and you will embrace its settings.
Yours as always Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

So many battles to win, Too little energy. Fightng alone,

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Will you give up on all those battles, choose the things you want to beat and go for it,
If it is impossible to win then embrace the problem.
Tell me about it, when you hang up your sword.
Love you young Warrior, I will try and stand at your side,
Yours as always Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

to compose more positive poetry
your attempts to brave life
with all it's purported cruelty ...
will subside

none has yet been born
to equal your innate ability
Sir
assume an air of positivity

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all running from the end. Those of us that realize it, feel empty and alone, but we are not, we are all together in these last days when we feel so alone. My heart sinks too, when I think of all that I could have accomplished if I had more time. Do not fear the demons, they can not hurt you anymore than you hurt yourself. You have made us contemplate our lives in many ways. Thank you for being who you are, not what you could have been. ~ Gee

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I thought of writing some sort of response for a better understanding of why I wite the way I do. Instead I am forwarding an e-mail to our Nordic Cloud, with whom I have been corresponding since NEOPOET began, There is a hell of a lot more behind ny metaphors and rhymes, I think I should stop writing altogether,

joe

I haven't written because all is not well. It is six months since I broke my hip, and between the Parkinsons on my right side and fractures hip on my left,it takes a lot of effort to move, I am alone and need to make sure I shower, eat and, basically .survive, i suffer from depression and anxiety which are the worst part of my disease, AM ON MEDICATION,. but nothing can take the fear away.

I can't move back to NY near family--it is too costly to rent, and ,besides, I would be living much too far from them, My sister and nieces have their own, life and I am not part of it, My mom and I had been so close to them, Certainly, I don't want to live with anyone, and a nursing home would be the end of me, Two weeks in the hospital were enough !!

I haven' t been back in 24 years.

The irony of all this, Anni. is that I was caregiver to my mother and she died at home with me beside her, I did EVERYTHING a nurse would do--you understand, She was in an advanced stage of Parkinsonian dementia,

It is hard to look at the bright side. I am writing less so as not to ïnflict'" NEOPOET with the same old complaints. but I write what is true to my life as the disease progresses.

i am trying to find a solution,

I worry about you. Anni. and hope your cancer is in remission.

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Love.

joe
p.s. I am still a handsome son-of-a-gun at 71 .:)

In a message dated 4/5/2014 6:42:11 P.M. Atlantic Daylight Time, [email protected] writes:

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I am truly sorry that you have to go through all these things, I think that our reason for asking you to write of other things was to lift your mind to think of other things.
We can only watch from a distance and hope that things somehow sort themselves into some semblance of order.
That you have been subject to so much is hard for some of us to be able to feel and understand those pains, both Physical and for the mind to resist being dragged down.
Please don't give up writing here, you are special, we can learn much from you.
I wonder if you have listened to that tape I sent you or is it still waiting ???
It was a long time ago and you had advisors there with you, but it cannot hurt to just listen.
If the future is unknown then there is no reason to fear that unknown, in your learning's from the teachers of old you learned of the way of your God, it matters not what any religion says, that you believe in something and run your life in goodness, there can only be joy to look forward to.
Joe I have run out of things to say,
I will ask of my beautiful Nun friend Teresa to be there with you always, and that other lady the one that loves to walk by the cornfields free and happy,
Take care of you, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

You have given so much to us here at Neo. I wish there was something I/we could give back that would make your life easier. Just know that we all love you and hope that you will continue to write whatever and whenever you can. I cannot possibly know the depths of your depression or the pain of your afflictions, but I do know that you would be missed. Ian is right about those that ask you to write of other things, we just wish that you might feel some joy and happiness; we do not think of you as an affliction. Shine on you crazy diamond, shine on. ~ Gee

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