Walking along
Keep eyes to the ground
Counting my steps
Calming me down
Always on edge
Until a safe place
No fear for myself
But those I may meet
That the rage that’s inside me
Won’t be released
Has been there as long
As I care to remember
Catch me off guard
That’s when it’s too late
Can happen so fast
Can’t always control it
You’re too quiet some say
But they don’t know
How hard it is keeping control
The comfort I feel
When I’m with my family
I think that they know
How hard some days can be
Over the years
Some days a torment
Hard work keeping calm
I really need rest
Heart pumping in chest
Watching the clock
Is it time for home yet
That’s where I feel calmest
Surrounded by family
Just sitting no worries
How life is meant to be
Poems
How Life Is Meant To Be © 2025 by Patrick Conlan is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 4.0. To view a copy of this license, visit https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/
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