As I Lay Awake In The Darkness Of Night Comments

There hasn't been a day in my 59 almost 60 years that I haven't thpught about ending my life in one way or another. But then I get out my pen and paper and write about what bothers me at the time, and everything that has gone before. My life has been one garbage can fiasco after another, but yet somehow I find the courage to go on. This is a sad poem of letting life defeat the mind, when the mind is actually superior. I live my life according to what is in my soul, and the soul tells the mind, and the mind tells the body...then I act. Thank you for sharing this deep, mind entangling poem. Love & hugs, Barbara