My heart aches with painMy eyes still shed tearsMy heart is developing a woundMy spirit is tormented to nothing
I treasure the wonderful memories of lifeBut nothing is comfortable enough to relieve my soulNone but myself to care for
Only the most high knows how muchI miss recognition and motivationNever have I at one momentReceived full attention and recognition
Up the country I strollDown the country I strutUp the country I struggle andDown the country I stride
Like a prodigal sonRoaming but with nothing definite payingYes, none but myself to care for.
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Wow! Thanks for sharing such a beautiful poem and picture.Have a great day.
Nice
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Such a great and quite powerful bit of writing
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Pretty deep as most people deal with that premise of wanting to be noticed. Nice poem #Upvoted
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Good poem man, also I love how perfectly matched the photo is to the content. Almost like it was meant to be. I really enjoyed reading it. Keep up the great work. Here's a little of the recognition you seek.
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Up voted and re posted. Great writing.
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