Suffer

Today was yet another day 

to sit alone and suffer

My situations getting rough 

It's bound to just get rougher 

I had some opportunities but somehow let them go

So many were the dreams I had so many years ago

Times gone by

I sit and cry and realize that I'm older

I need to lay my weary head upon another's shoulder 

Through everything I went through there's one thing that stands true

I never did the things in life that I was born to do

For now I'll get my note pad and I'll begin to write 

That's the one and only way I make it through the night

When I'm finished that I'll draw the shades and try to get some rest

I've written yet another poem

Certainly not my best

I'll lay my weary head down and wake up in the morrow 

No longer will I face the day with strong regrets and sorrow 

My situation getting rough and that's what makes me tougher 

The difference is I changed my mind and now refuse to suffer