Just because life has you swimming
in a pool of pain and self doubt,
doesn’t mean you have to stay there,
resigned to never getting out.
None can give you answers
or solve your life’s ills but
you also won’t find a solution
in drugs, or booze or pills.
You are making a choice,
deciding to do nothing
but whine and mope,
while many are trying
with all their strength
to find some reason for hope.
Keep looking back at that pain,
it will become a toxin in your brain
and you’ll lose what’s left of your life
as it dissapears down the drain
Life is for the strong willed swimmers
who believe there is something more,
those who fight their way through
the murky waters to find another shore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes us who strive to always (or most of the time) to do better will always be the succeders....I agree with this poem of yours.